A Distant FlameUniversity of Georgia Press, 01.04.2011 - 328 Seiten A young Confederate sharpshooter, Charlie Merrill, has already suffered many losses in his life, but he must find a way to endure--and to grow--if he is to survive the battles he and his fellow soldiers face in July 1864 at the gates of Atlanta. From the opening salvos on Rocky Face Ridge in northwest Georgia through the trials of Resaca and Kennesaw Mountain, Charlie faces the overwhelming force of the Union army and a growing uncertainty about his place in the war. Framed by a story that finds the elderly Charlie giving a speech on the fiftieth anniversary of the Battle of Atlanta, A Distant Flame portrays love, violence, and regret about wrong paths taken. With an attention to historical detail that brings the past powerfully to the present, Philip Lee Williams reveals Charlie's journey of redemption from the Civil War's fields of fire to the slow steps of old age. |
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... town will touch your heart and move you to tears.” -——DAVID EVANS, author of Sherman's Horsemen: Union Cavalry Operations in the Atlanta Campaign “A Distant Flame is the best story yet written about the Atlanta campaign and life on the ...
... town parades, wildly childish and unmarried. Mrs. Knight was very sad about that. The railroad bisected the Branton City Cemetery. The town had started burying its dead on the other side of the rails in the midnineties when the older ...
... town be blaming me if you caught a chill.” “I'm perfectly fine. Just bring me my coffee, please.” She left in a soft trail of muttering, and her steps creaked the stairs. Yes, I remember what day this is. He thought of her straw-colored ...
... surface of the mirror and he turned back past the town and its orderly cemetery, beyond the scars of Georgia, to a land bright with snow. Winter, 1864 NEAR DALTON, GEORGIA ERRILL'S BRIGADE OF THE Eastern 8 PHILIP LEE WILLIAMS.
... town, and they buried him in a pasture on the side of the railroad tracks in North Carolina. The artillery could cut you in half. Or a picket or a sharpshooter or massed fire. It was all the same. “I reckon this snow's gone end here ...
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April 19 1864 | 26 |
July 26 1861 | 36 |
July 22 1914 | 43 |
April 20May 8 1864 | 47 |
May 16 1862 | 166 |
June 226 1864 | 172 |
Summer and Fall 1862 | 191 |
July 221914 | 200 |
Winter 18621863 | 205 |
June 27 1864 | 217 |
July 22 1914 | 226 |
July 2122 1864 | 234 |
July 27 1861 | 59 |
July 28 1861 | 63 |
May 813 1864 | 68 |
July 22 1914 | 83 |
AugustSeptember 1861 | 88 |
May 1419 1864 | 97 |
July 22 1914 | 116 |
OctoberDecember 1861 | 123 |
JanuaryMarch 1862 | 131 |
May 2231 1864 | 140 |
July 23September 1 1864 | 251 |
July 22 1914 | 265 |
July 221914 500530 PM | 271 |
July 221914 545630 PM | 276 |
July 221914 630930 PM | 284 |
July 221914 930Midnight | 297 |
November 1918 | 301 |
Authors Note | 305 |