The 54th Regiment Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry, nicknamed the "Swamp Angels", was an infantry regiment that saw broad administration in the Union Army in the American Civil War. The regiment was one of the main authority African-American units in the United States in the Civil War. Numerous African-Americans had battled in the American Revolution and the War of 1812 on both sides.…
Once they've arrived, a serious problem had occurred-the men's health- On their way returning, countless of them suffered from being unwell and remaining weak for weeks. Poor nutrition was one of the major factors that led to the situation. "To reserve the parched meal, portable soup, and a considerable portion of pork and flour, which we had intended for the more difficult parts of our voyage." Said Lewis, Jefferson's hunting had made them successful.…
Getting supplies was a large issue for many soldiers during the war. They were always in need of supplies. It seems like the ability of both armies was severely lacking in that respect. The Germans struggled with supplies so much that they even demoted and moved soldiers to disciplinary battalions if…
The lifestyle of the people in Camp 14 is very similar to what it was in the antebellum south. In the antebellum south these living quarters that we know of for slaves. Were not livable places we would pursuit today. Now we have toilets, showers, sinks, and a lot more sanitable items to help people in our world today, but not everywhere. Today in Camp 14 there is very little sanitable items. The Lack of nutrition the people of Camp 14 are getting is insurmountable which should not be the case for any human being. Especially ones that are the basis for our mathematics, society, and culture…
Inmates were given only one saltine cracker a day to survive off of. The camp was built to hold only 10,000 inmates, but it the camp held 30,000 at a time. The stream turned into a swamp and no new water came in, giving prisoners little water. Over 13,000 soldiers died of various ailments including scurvy, diarrhea, and dysentery. A group called The Andersonville Raiders, were a group of prisoners who stole from and killed inmates to get their food or clothes. This group sent the message to all the inmates that nobody was safe.…
Additionally, the herd of cattle strayed and the ships sent with food supplies were shipwrecked whilst more convicts arrived. All of these problems contributed to a growing problem of food shortage. In Source 4, we see an effect of the food shortages: “And further to this, the Governor insults our position with the issuing of reduced rations. Surely we are not to be treated in the same way – or worse! – than those criminals whom the Law has condemned.”…
While obtaining food seemed to be the entire purpose of life for the people imprisoned in the camps, it often killed more people than it saved. Though focusing on food seemed like a logical thing to do when you are being starved, it was not always very effective in helping people survive. There are many situations in the book illustrating how living for the sole purpose of acquiring food—under any condition—could turn out to be lethal.…
Poor food - hard lodging - Cold weather - fatigue - Nasty cloaths - nasty cookery - Vomit half my time - smoak’d out my senses - the Devil’s in’t - I can’t Endure it - why are we sent here to starve and Freeze”. This shows the conditions at Valley Forge were absolutely terrible for the soldier, they were lacking for all important necessities. This is relevant because its shows how awful the experience would be leading up to the war and how unsupplied they were. Conditions was just one of the major reasons for leaving Valley Forge.…
Manhood in western societies is pre-programmed, pre-packaged and forced-fed to boys from birth to adulthood. Historically the puriest example of a real man was the military standard. Military manliness dictates that a man must be strong, both physically and mentally, a man must be unfeeling and must be loyal to their fellow commrades. Men must show a certain level of respect for women but never acknowledge them as equal.…
But when the army arrives at the winter encampment at Valley Forge, white and black soldiers alike are unprepared to deal with the conditions there: about 12,000 soldiers with no barracks, bitter cold, and no meat. The author begins each chapter with a quote from a contemporary source, many of which are increasingly desperate reports from General Washington to the Continental Congress on the need for supplies of all kinds, from food to shoes to clothing. Most days rations consisted of nothing but firecake, a mix of flour and water that tasted like ashes and dirt, and was "hard enough to break rat's teeth." Anderson so successfully evokes conditions at the camp that we groan along with the men at their terrible conditions. But the men manage to find a little humor in their situation..no food means "we've got nothing to fart with." A special treat for Christmas is a piece of chewy pigskin to chew on (I'm assuming like the pigs ears people buy now for our dogs).…
When I finally arrived at one of the camps later that night, I gratefully sat down on a fallen log that had been pushed around the fire and gulped in some much needed air. The camp was just a small clearing off the road. A fire pit sat in the middle with about ten logs around it. There were no tents or signs of shelter aside from a couple of low hanging branches that could provide some protection from a light rain or a particularly bright sun. A thin river ran at the far end of the camp, which was a small incline about ten feet deep with a couple of willows and an assortment of other trees that benefit from the running water. I took the pack off of my shoulder and felt for the small pouch that contained the only thing, besides my sympathies, that I had to offer the small dying boy who would likely visit my mind for the rest of my life. There was only a small piece of stale bread left, although I had tried to make it last. My stomach rumbled at the memory of the last hot meal I had, which had been a fortnight ago at the church during our last check-in. Some of the other carriers that were there looked over from their modest dinners (meals?), while others continued their conversations.…
Many of the soldiers could not afford a boat as they were peasants, so they were forced to walk. Their supplies ran low from walking and fighting so they were forced to eat and drink things such as blood, wee and dead bodies. The soldiers would get an old crone or hag to go with them on their travels so they would have their clothes and hair washed and their meals prepared for them. Yet, sometimes the meals weren’t the best, as the old crone would find grain in animal droppings to make bread, or cut up body parts of the enemy to eat, such as the…
The most important quality is integrity. A strong moral compass and solid personal values are essential in becoming a successful USMA cadet and, one day, a successful Army officer. Character does matter, and in the professional environment that the USMA provides, it is something that can never take a day off. For the follower, good character and integrity mean that your team can trust you, count on you and rely on you. For the leader, it means the chain of command, in both directions, can have faith in your discretion. The second most important quality is a willingness to learn. As a USMA cadet, learning evolutions will take place from the first day to the last and each cadet needs to be willing to learn from leaders, learn by doing and learn from their own mistakes. At the outset of four years, cadets will learn to be good followers and start to assimilate to the intricate, detail oriented lifestyle.…
I could hear soldiers wearing a green hat yell “Hurry the fuck up, let’s go!" "What the hell is taking you so long!?" All the while I was carry two green duffel bags filled with fifty pounds each of my military uniforms. In that moment I felt, as though I had super hero power strength. I couldn’t feel the weight of my bags, and waddled my way up to my bed, which was on the third floor of the building. My assigned drill sergeant, Hernandez for third platoon, looked at me with disgust by how my hair was all over the place, and said "Get your fucking life together." I was terrified, my heart felt like it was racing of 100 mph. I placed my stuff on the ground, and she explained that there was more gear that I needed. I thought to myself what else do I need; my duffel bags are over capacity with what I was given. The following week she handed out third platoon's gear which contained more uniforms, a gas mask, tactical body gear, a helmet, and a sleeping bag.…
"So this it." said a man with blonde hair in a wolf tail. He went forward to entering a large university.…