The Boy Soldier With Five Birthdays & Two Death

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Imagine scurrying off to war at 11 years of age and only allowed in because you cheated your own last name and looked 14? And leaving your childhood behind forever for the adventure most men even feared? You had no concept of a telephone or electricity let alone the world at large! Or war! But how the memory of all, including shaking the hands of both General Robert E. Lee and General Beauregard must have been some of his fondest as he grew old. Just something about Little Drummer Boys we’d garner to say. And that is what Whitemarsh H. MacFeeley would become for a South Carolina unit long before he was buried in Savannah at 67 years of age in 1920. But the road to discovering when exactly he was born or died or whether he himself really knew his own actual age has been part of the research fun! We hope you enjoy this video!

Quasimoda of Forsyth Park

by Shannon Scott (C) 2015
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There goes the lumpy woman.
The one with the plum, polyester knee shorts.
Brand new Reeboks and bruises dark.
She doesn’t walk or run, but rather hobbles.
Nature’s lark.
A disintegrating machine.
Getting back into her shape of nothing.
She is something new somewhere else.
She is something new here.
She is all she has.
More noticed from a balcony than on a street.
The shoes fit better than her feet.
I watch her from here but we will never meet.
When the moneys gone, love and luck have run out.
She may become you, she may become I.
No doubt, no doubt.