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website:  chevelle@flatfenders.com 

Camp Officers

Camp Commander:  Michael J. Bean

1st Lieutenant:  Ray Broomes

2nd Lieutenant:  John Burleigh

Adjutant:  H. Gregory Lambert

Treasurer:  William Jennings Moye

Quartermaster:  Granvel J. Block

Chaplain:  Kenneth Dale Peveto

Historian:  Peter H. Godfrey

 

Members:

Bailey, Glenn

Block, Christopher James

Burleigh, John

Drake, James (Sandy) Courtney

Dixon, Jalmer R.

Falls, Robert C.

Harper, Richard

Heard, James Austin

Jardell, Robert

Langsdon, Burl

Langston, Frankie O.

Moody, Virginius Keen

Peasley, Oliver Dale

Peveto, Horace Marion Jr.

Potter, Dwayne Lee

Sanford, James Robert Markus

Schroeder, Ronald Eugene

Smith, Rick

Spiers, Ed

Thompson, Stephen W.

Van Slyke, Henry A.

Williams, Jon Michael  (resides in England)

 

A History of Orange

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I AM THE CONFEDERATE BATTLE FLAG.

by Charles H. Hayes


  I am the Battle Flag of the Confederate States of America.

  I am a proud flag.
  I have led great armies to great victories.
  From tall masts I have saluted,
  And been saluted by,
  The ablest generals in history.

  I am a potent symbol.
  I have the power to stir the blood
  Of those who carried me in battle
  Though that blood be continents away
  And generations removed from those battles.

  I am an honorable flag.
  Do not use me for ignoble purposes.
  I am a symbol of pride, not arrogance.
  I represent love of homeland, not hatred toward anyone.
  But no matter who carries me
  Or for what purposes, I cannot be dishonored.

  I secured my honor in a hundred battles
  Where good men dying passed me to good men still struggling;
  Where we prevailed against almost impossible odds;
  Where we were beaten by overwhelming numbers;
  Where I was as bloody, torn, tired, and soiled
  As the men who carried me.

  I am a worthy flag.
  I have stood watch over the graves of patriots.
  I have comforted widows in their loneliness.
  As a blood-stained rag I have been passed as a rich legacy
  To the heirs of those who had lost all for my sake.

  I am the Battle Flag of the Confederate States of America.
  Do not forsake me.

 

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