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Random Quote from the Bookshelf

I’ve randomly drawn Rebel Cornbread and Yankee Coffee: Authentic Civil War Cooking and Camaraderie by Garry Fisher from my bookshelf. From page 29:


When in camp, Federal company cooks generally preferred boiling food to frying or broiling it, since boiling was the easiest and fastest way to prepare large quantities of food. … Just as it suffered from food and other shortages, the Confederate army also lacked an adequate supply of cooking equipment and eating utensils. The shortage became so dire that Colonel Robert V. Richardson, commanding the Twelfth Tennessee Cavalry Regiment, was moved to submit the following plea to his brigade commander in October 1863

I have not a single vessle to cook one morsel of bread. My cooking has to be done as we can beg the citizens to do it. This practice is exceedingly deleterious. It leads to straggling and demoralization. For God and country’s sake, make your fair-promising but never-complying quartermaster send me skillets, ovens, pots or anything that will bake bread or fry meat…. Send me skillets 255 in number. I cannot fight any more until I get something to cook in.

So highly valued were skillets that the men, rather than risk losing a skillet from a company wagon while on the march, assigned it to an individual, who marched with the panhandle slipped down the barrel of his rifle.


Civil war stories captivate me. Just yesterday on the way to the bank to turn Noah’s loose change into dollar bills he commented on the Baker-Peter House so we stopped at the gas station and together read Abner Baker’s marker and the historic sign. For the 17 years that I’ve been in Knoxville I’ve never bothered to read that sign. Turns out Doctor Baker was possibly a Confederate but more likely neutral however his son Abner was a Confederate soldier. Doctor Baker was attending to some wounded Confederate soldiers when some Union soldier’s raided the house and shot through the barricaded bedroom door and killed Baker. His son shot the postmaster to avenge his father’s death and friends of the postmaster ambushed Abner and killed him at 22 years old.

I know the Baker-Peter House is supposedly haunted. I’ve never read about the ghost. I wonder if it’s related to the story. The sign does not mention the ghost but it does mention Hawk-eye’s Too.

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Accuracy

Two points! Could you imagine the dialog if the net caught her? “Uh. Dude. Didn’t see that coming!” “Uh. What should we do.” “Yeah. mmm. Maybe we should go get some beer.” “Yeah. That’s it!” “Guys? Should I just hang out?”

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Wiring Harness Complete

Our station wagon is now legally allowed to tow a trailer. The trailer hitch had originally been installed without a lighting harness as it was only intented to ever carry a bike rack.

I think about when I started learning about electronics (8 or 9) and I wonder if I’m giving my children enough knowledge. As I work with Noah on rulers and angles and sanding I think about what skills I am giving him and what skills I’m neglecting to pass on. I watch closely to see what he can intuitively figure out and I ponder how to hone his common sense.

I enjoy my adaptability. I want my children to derive as much pleasure from achievement.

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The Harness Saga

So I attached the white ground wire. I identified the brown wire on the car as the tail light and attached the brown wire from the harness. I identified the red wire on the car as the brake light and attached the red wire from the harness. I identified the green wire with the yellow stripe as the left turn signal and attached the yellow wire from the harness.

There! I was done and ready to test.

Then I saw this bundle of green cord. Panic! What does that go to? I just attached yellow to green. Oh no! Did I get left and right backwards. Think. Think. Make an L. No. I did it right. Oh! The green bundle goes to the right turn signal..er, that’s on the other side of the car. How will I .. ugh.