|Bloody Lane then|
|Bloody Lane now|
Wherever you go in the whole broad area of the battle, there are signs: some black and some yellow. The yellow are the 30,000 foot level signs...the ones with maps with handy blue and red arrows denoting which side was located where and going in which direction. Big-picture signs. The black and white ones, on the other hand, probably ten or twenty times more numerous, get right down to the nitty-gritty. If you had an ancestor in the 19th Kentucky, for instance (I am making that up as an example), you could follow that unit's movements across the battlefield almost hour by hour via the black signs. For Civil War buffs like Himself, the black signs were the correct level of detail. For those not quite so well versed in this particular period, like me, they were overkill to such a prodigious degree that eventually I gave up trying to keep all the states, units and commanders straight!
|A yellow sign|
|Another yellow sign|
|A black sign|
Seriously, enlarge this third picture, read it, and imagine literally hundreds of them scattered everywhere you look! Then imagine trying to actually remember all the information on them. Yeesh.
Dotting the battlefield are also a huge number of concrete or stone monuments, many large and elaborate. These were donated by individual states over the years since the war (some old, some recently) and memorialize places where particular state units fought.
|20th New York|
Then, there was this sign.
Stopped me in my tracks. We had to make a detour to pay our respects.
Bloodiest single-day battle in American history. Almost 23,000 dead, wounded or missing. Truly fascinating place to spend a weekend, although very sad.