I paid close attention to the next book, General Longstreet"s memoir, the one Lee had told Fritz he had asked Longstreet to write. I had stepped through no more than three feet from the general. I had barely enough time to look around. His binoculars were aimed at a wide field covered in smoke, and he didn"t hear me come through. Loud, repetitious cannon fire didn"t distract the two soldiers running toward me. As I took a step toward the portal, General Lee stepped through the door onto the porch. I didn"t wait to make contact. With all the smoke, and so little wind, I don"t know how anyone could see anything, but the woods teemed with men preparing. Pickett"s Charge would soon follow.
By the end of the first period, I had completed my description of five seconds at Gettysburg, and had st
