Fields of gold and brown, No berries blood red–tarnished lace of grass and weed.
While visiting Glendale National Cemetery at Malvern Hill, I was surprised to see several markers with “CAL.” as the state of the soldiers. “These poor…
The bare, sweeping vista from the crest of Malvern Hill, and the quiet, undecorated landscape evoke poignantly the presence of those who struggled and died…