My father was a Civil War veteran, having served in Company C, 12th Ohio Cavalry, for 19 months, being transferred at Knoxville, Tennessee, to the 129th Ohio Infantry, serving eight months during which time he was part of General William Sherman’s March to the Sea, during the Savannah Campaign. He helped fight the last battle, the Battle of Gettysburg. It was a bloody, three-day battle. He said the morning of the surrender that Lee's men charged on them early while they were eating breakfast, killing several of their men. They hurriedly packed their canteens and got ready for a big battle. When General Lee rode up on the hill on a white horse and run up the white flag, thus surrendering to General Grant, he said cheers of joy went up. They had won a great victory. He was honorably discharged at the close of the War.
Mrs. John Rigg
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then CAPPER’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from CAPPER’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.