I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.
II Timothy 4:7
Family hagiography leads one to believe that my father's family left Virginia twice, each time hoping to make their fortune in the west. My mother's tribe arrive 50 years later escaping civil war in their own back yard. During our Civil War, Eastern Missourians celebrated whatever uniform was outside their door that day. I truly have no dog in this fight, all I have is a fertile imagination.
General Lee surrendered his troops on Sunday, April 9, 1865, Palm Sunday. Late the following Saturday, Holy Saturday, along with his son and staff, through a driving, cold rain, while soaked to the skin, Lee arrived home in burned out Richmond. Home was now the rented house where his crippled wife and his daughters waited. The war over, his future uncertain, Lincoln died earlier that morning. Imagine Lee, arriving home from war and closing the door on the prior 4 years.
Easter services in Richmond were canceled that year.