Reply #2: When I was a kid in Georgia... [View All]

[Samoflange]

Part of the Kennesaw Mountain National Battlefield Park bordered my backyard, so I grew up with an enormous interest in the Civil War.

Being a proud native southerner, whenever I played "war", I always played the Rebel.

Then one day when I was 9, my father watched my friends and I charge the hill in my backyard while doing our best to imitate the infamous "rebel yell".

He called me over, sat me down, and explained to me what the Confederacy was rebelling against, and what slavery and secession was really all about.

After that day, I only played as Union soldiers, much to the chagrin of my fellow neighborhood playmates. And even though I was always outnumbered, and beat up every once in a while, I knew my side would win eventually, and I played it up BIG TIME.

The only negative side effect was a couple of bruised egos, a few lost friendships, and four completely worn out Union blue Cub Scout shirts whose badges kept mysteriously "falling off".

(General Sherman didn't wear a Wolf badge, so neither did I!!)

Too bad Fearless Leader was never pulled aside...