Lee In The Mountains, By Donald Davidson
Growing up in mostly-rural North Carolina, most of my friends and
especially their parents could go on a bit about their family
backgrounds, about their familial histories. Most of my friends—like
me—had great-grandfathers or great-great-grandfathers who had served in
Confederate ranks back in 1861-1865. Pride in family and in our
ancestors was taken for granted, a devout appreciation we all shared.
Especially during the centennial commemorations of the early 1960s,
most of us youngsters took an intense interest in all the various
events, the re-enactments on a large scale and the ceremonies attending
the anniversary. Our imaginations were filled with stories of heroism,
sacrifice, honor, tragic defeat and attendant suffering, unrealized
dreams, and legends and traditions passed down to us. Public schools
back then actually encouraged this fascination and interest in history
and the characters and personalities in it who seemed, almost like
magic, to come alive once again.
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