The balance of the photos were all taken at Shiloh. If you have never been to Shiloh, you need to go. It is hard to describe the feeling that comes over one when standing on this ground. I guess the closest I can come is "awe".  Viewing the battle fields, one can almost visualize the tremendous struggle that took place and then be deeply saddened when thinking of the lives that were lost there. There are still many cannons on the site, all placed as they were during the struggle. There are plaques explaining the strategies of the battle and many monuments. There is a cemetery where the Union Troops were buried, however, the Southern dead were placed (by the Union Troops) in huge trenches. I found this very disturbing.

The site overlooks the Tennessee River at a point the Southerners called Pittsburg Landing and in fact, Southerners referred to the battle as the Battle at Pittsburg Landing, whereas the Unionists referred to it as the Battle of Shiloh. The whole site is very beautiful and peaceful now, a sharp contrast to what it must have been in April of 1862.

Roy and Alexa at the gates entering the cemetery where the Union Troops were buried. 



Roy had just completed taking a picture and was headed toward Alexa when I "hollered" at him to turn around.



Alexa headed toward the cemetery.

Pittsburg Landing, where steamboats formerly docked. That dark ripple in the water is not from any "sea monster" like Nessie; a boat had just passed and left the wake.

Alexa "strutting" down to the river for a closer investigation.

Roy joining Alexa (he was just a little slower) for a view of the river.

Yours truly and Roy posing with one of the many hundred cannons located throughout the grounds.

Yours truly and Roy at one of the monuments.

Roy and Alexa at the same monument.

Not only did we enjoy the visit to Shiloh, but we also ate some good catfish at one of the local restaurants (there were only two!). All in all, it was a wonderful day.

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