Our Time Check Company sponsored an historic Civil War event. This commemoration was produced by the South Carolina Battlefield Preservation Trust Association. We conducted this event at the Francis Marion Hotel in Charleston, South Carolina.
On July 18, 2013 this evening program featured the 150th Anniversary of the attack on Battery Wagner. We assembled to recall the gallant charge made by Colonel Robert G. Shaw with the 54th Regiment. It was most interesting that a Confederate based event, would remind us of that suicide mission. Whereas this message solidified their sustained stronghold, in the Charleston, South Carolina region during the Civil War.
Some military experts have stated their rationalization about this 54th charge. That was made by these White Union Officers and their Black Enlisted men.
As the quest speaker of the evening my presentation was delivered, explaining their inspiration for this historic charge.
I once lived in the house of Francis Shaw, on Staten Island, NY. Mr. Shaw was the father of Colonel Robert G. Shaw of the 54th Regiment. While living in this household, there was the presence of Mr. Shaw and I was always enlighten.
On July 17, 1863, the conditions on Staten Island were deadly. So I decided to name my evening presentation the “Missing Prayer.” At the end of my presentation, this approving congregation honored me with a standing ovation.
Earlier in the evening program, I was tasked to give a toast in honor of Colonel Shaw. In closing, I have given a reason for his death, along with many of his men. Now it was time for the ending ceremony. While being President of the Staten Island 150th Civil War Anniversary Committee. I was to commit a symbolic wreath to the waters of Charleston bay. Then there was another gentleman with a wreath, representing the Sons of Confederates.
Then a group gathered, that would attend this last event of this night and headed to the ceremonial location.
Mr. Snow, his wife and I arrived at the location and waited for the honor guard to arrive. We were strangers and I was pleased that Mr. Snow had driven us there. During our wait, we had some time to talk and discovered that we both shared the same middle name.
At last, we could close out this ceremony as planned. Mr. Snow held his wreath while expressing some viewpoints, about the last 150 years in America. We faced each other, while exchanging both of our viewpoints.
Mr. Snow was sincere in his tone and very respectful of their Southern heritage. His voice was very symbolic of the heritage in which he was so proud of. At this point, I reminded myself, that I was also born a Southerner.
Then my New York upbringing revealed a sense of Nationalism in America. That I grew up in a diverse society and understood why we fought the Civil War. Understanding why Americans must work together for a better tomorrow.
After shaking hands and tossing our wreaths into those dark waters of Charleston Bay. These two men with the same middle name, one being White and one being Black. Then we both watched our commemorative wreaths, floating into eternality.
Mr. Snow was a Southern gentleman that was kind in transporting me back to my hotel. It was apparent that we witnessed a night of tributes. We understood that our thoughts and feelings will be heard in silence by future generations. We can thank God for being there.