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By Alta Jean (Barber) Alcorn, c. 1965

The thing that I can recall very definitely as my earliest recollection was of a neighbor young man, Gilly Moore, coming over to our house and talking to my father and mother. He played with me and I liked him. He held me high in the air with his two arms above his head. He told my father and mother that he would wait for me to grow up and then he would marry me. I went about my busy days full of play thinking occasionally of growing up and marrying Gilly Moore. I know it would be a long time because I was not growing at all, I thought.

After a long time, father came home one day and siad, "Gilly Moore is dead". What else he said I cannot remember but I do remember his sad face and my trying to comfort him by saying, "It is alright, Papa, I'll take care of you." I'm sure if he noticed me at all he did not know what I meant.

Aunt Emma, father's sister, took care of her father. I loved Aunt Emma very much. I know she too loved me for later in life she told me how I once wakened her in the night and siad, "Aunt Emma, get up and put your 'dess and shoes on and go downstairs and get me a sugar piece (sugar on bread) and a drink of water." She did.

She often took me home with her and sometimes overnight. I remember I slept with her. She would go up to her room at dusk and put me in her big bed. I would lie there and watch her sit by the window looking out. There was a tall sugar pear tree near the window. It often had a screech-owl in it which we would hear out there in the dark.

I have thought often of her quiet stillness and I know she had much to think of. When I knew her she had her youth behind her. I do not know what was in her young days other than the Civil War.

Grandfather went at Lincoln's first call for volunteers. Twelve men, neighbors, got on their horses and rode to Washington to answer that call. When Grandpa left he said he would not be gone long as it would not last long. He told Tommy, his oldest son, to care for his mother and sisters (young girls then) There was little or no mail received or sent. Because my grandfather came in on a horse, he was placed in the calvary.

The war was continuous battles and skirmishes. My grandfather related many day by day experiences, some fearsome ones. But he told of one battle where calvary was to charge first. As they galloped past the foot-soldiers he saw his son Tommy in theline of march. This was his first and last sight of him during the war. When he came home after the war, he learned Tommy had run off to the war with others of the countryside and his wife Rachel was alone with the girls.