My friend Bryson is a Civil War Reenactor and invited Max and myself to Kenecuck park in Danville to join the 8th Tennessee infantry unit. We camped in the period campsite and my back is still sore from the period cot. There was a lot of marching and we got to fight in the skirmish that they put on for the spectators. Max carried the flag into battle and I tried to fire the gun without embarrassing myself. The confederate fought valiantly but those damn yankees outnumbered us by quite a bit and I kept hoping I could die so I could get some rest and not have to remember the difference between shoulder arms and order arms. It was definitely and interesting experience and we got to meet some great people, so maybe we'll live to march another day.
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