Day 1

I am going to start to breaking down each day at Gettysburg starting with day one, and my experience on that same field one month ago…
Day one started out accidentally. The North met the South when the South moved in from the Northwest.
When I first got to this spot on the field my grandfather and I could not believe how plain the landscape
was. It looks flat from the standing on the main road, but when you go North to the top of the small hill you can
see that the land is really rolling. There is a main road that intersects right where the South had moved in.
Hearing the stories about how the North Carolina brigade climbed up the side of the creek with the North pointing their guns right down at them brought on a whole new meaning experiencing it. We walked down the ditch and looked up. I was able to imagine just how high the ridge must have looked for the men climbing up it.
So many men died in that ridge. Just sitting quiet there it is hard to imagine that there could have been that amount of terror associated with a place that is so peaceful now.
There were leaves sitting on top of the semi frozen stream, and there was not a sound except for the soft whispers of the people in my class. It was as if no one thought that they could speak.