Like so many things in life, it seemed like a good idea at the time. And it would have been, too, if one man’s swindle hadn’t ruined everything.
Holy Cow History
Sundown was approaching on Friday the 13th of June 1902. An elderly woman was visiting a friend in Alexandria, Va. She stepped on a small streetcar and took a seat.
An elderly Russian man was quietly laid to rest outside Moscow last spring. No crowd mourned him. No news articles reported his passing.
It had been a terrible day. Confederate troops roared into Gettysburg, Pa. Outnumbered Union defenders resisted as long as they could. But the Southern tide was too strong.
Fall is finally here (though you’d never know it from the thermometer). With September dwindling down to its final days, it’s a good time to share something I recently discovered.