Diary of a young man who enlisted in the Union Army in 1862. His observations of the people and country he sees for the first time. The frustration and terror of war.
"It seems to me it is a serious sort of business I have engaged in." A young man goes to war in 1862 and determines to keep a diary even it if means he can't go right to sleep. He sends the diary in sections back to his parents, and there it remains in a drawer until our author pulls it out some 40 years later and decides it would be worth publishing. I thought it would be deadly dull but discovered a man with a wit and ability to turn a phrase that kept my interest to the end. What it highlights is the remarkable inefficiency and ineptitude of those in charge. March here, wait several weeks, march back to where you started, wait there several weeks...and so on. What frustration. When the guns start firing it still has the confusion of knowing where the line is and what's going on in all the smoke. A good read and a good lesson to learn.