Next week, America will mark the 150th anniversary of the bombardment by confederate forces of the U.S. military garrison at the entrance to Charleston harbor. The shots fired at Sumter marked the opening round of the Civil War (1861-1865), our nation's bloodiest conflict.
The fort fell after 34 hours of shelling.
During the next four years, we Americans will celebrate the war's sesquicentennial. Hundreds of significant Civil War battles will be remembered on their 150th anniversaries.
In high school five decades ago, the only thing I knew about the Civil War was what I'd gleaned from reading Stephen Crane's "The Red Badge of Courage."
But, long after graduating — with some proper perspective supplied by life — I began to accumulate a personal store of Civil War knowledge. I've read scores of books, attended classes and lectures and visited countless battlefields over the years.
I was personally introduced to the war 25 years ago while taking an ad hoc tour of the hallowed battleground at Manassas, Va. I squeezed in a self-guided tour while on a Washington, D.C., trip. Manassas was the site of two major Civil War battles that occurred 13 months apart.
During the Manassas visit, I remember walking out of a grove of trees and into an open space, and seeing Confederate cannons on a rise a few hundred yards ahead of me. I tried to imagine how it must have felt to be a 19-year-old Yankee private coming out of those woods and facing those guns.
I'd previously been a 19-year-old U.S. Army private myself. At that moment, standing on the battlefield, I felt deep empathy for the young troopers who fought on both sides. For many, their lives were all-too brief.