Gen. Robert Rodes Camp #262

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Robert E. Rodes
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I was born on April 12, 1861, in the Harbor of Charleston, South Carolina
and the Constitution of the Confederate States of America is my Birth
Certificate. The blood lines of the South run through my veins, for I
offer freedom that each State should regulate her own affairs, according to
its best interest. I am many things and many people.

I Am The South. I am millions of living souls, and ghosts of thousands who
died for me. I am the Farmer-made soldier who did not turn his back during
Pickett's Charge. I am the Rebel Yell that was heard across many of my
rolling fields, protecting our homeland. I am Robert E. Lee and Thomas J.
"Stonewall" Jackson: I stood at Fort Sumter and fired the shot heard
through our young nation. I am Longstreet, Hood and Patrick R. Cleburne.
I am General's Johnson, Beauregard and President Jefferson Davis. I
remember how we fought in Gettysburg, Cold Harbor, Vicksburg, and Atlanta.
When duty called I answered and stayed until it was over. I left my heroic
dead in Chickamauga, in the fields of Shiloh, on the bloody hills of
Mannassas and the mountains of Kennesaw.

I Am The South. I am the Mississippi River, and the cotton fields of
Alabama and the piney woods of the Carolinas. I am the coal fields of
Virginia and Kentucky, the Florida coast and the Louisiana bayou. I am
Richmond, the Capitol of the Confederacy. I am the forest, field,
mountain, and rivers. I am the quiet villages and the cities that never
sleep. I am the Heritage that's been forgotten, the dying memory of a way
of life that is being still. You see me in the twilight and hear me in
Dixie, as the past continues to fade away
each year.

Yes, I Am The South, and these are the things I represent. I was conceived
by force, and God willing, I'll spend the rest of my days remembering my
birth. May I always possess the integrity and the courage, and the
strength to keep my Heritage alive, to remain a Loyal Southerner and stand
tall and proud to the rest of the world. Do not forget:
who we are; what we are and where we came from ....This is my goal, my
hope, my prayer.

(Written by 95 year old Louise Weeks of Hampton, Georgia,
two weeks before her death.)

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Boy Colonel by Don Troiani
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"Robert E. Rodes" Camp #262
of Tuscaloosa, Alabama

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Background Right:
Gordon at Gettysburg by Don Troiani
Courtesy of Historical Art Prints.
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