This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_00BC_01C0171C.F83F6040 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thought maybe listers in Jackson county might enjoy reading this. It tells the true story behind "TAPS" and it's origination. Subject: Fwd: TAPS > Taps > > I too, have felt the chills while listening to "Taps" but I have > never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there > was more > than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't > know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along. I now have an even > deeper respect for the song than I did before. We have all heard the > haunting song, "Taps." It's the song that gives us that lump in our > throats and usually creates tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story > behind the song? If not, I think you will be delighted to find out about > it's humble beginnings. It all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when > Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's > Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the > narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans > of a soldier who lay > mortally wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or > Confederate > soldier the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man > back > for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the > Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his > encampment. When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered > it was actually a Confederate soldier but the soldier was dead. The > Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught > his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of > the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the > South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, he enlisted in > the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father > asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial > despite his enemy > status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if > he > could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son > at > the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a > Confederate but, out of respect for the father, they did say they could > give him > only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to > play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the > pocket of the dead > youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody we now know > as > "Taps"used at military funerals was born. > > Day is done gone the sun from the Lakes from the hills from the sky all is >well >safely rest, God is neigh. > >Fading light Dims the sight, And a star Gems the sky, Gleaming bright From >afar, >Drawing nigh, Falls the night. > >Thanks and praise, For our days, Neath the sun, Neath the stars, Neath the >sky, >As we go, This we know, God is nigh. > > ------=_NextPart_000_00BC_01C0171C.F83F6040 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Description: Fwd: TAPS Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <RFord747@aol.com> From: RFord747@aol.com Full-name: RFord747 Message-ID: <51.111f93.26d882ee@aol.com> Date: Fri, 25 Aug 2000 22:18:22 EDT Subject: Fwd: TAPS To: Myhawkins@aol.com, RJordansr@aol.com, Ryoung49@aol.com, Sjcbeachn@aol.com, Young2050@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="part2_6.ac0d422.26d882ee_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 114 --part2_6.ac0d422.26d882ee_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 8/16/00 3:11:48 PM Eastern Daylight Time, Aknaynay98 writes: << << Taps I too, have felt the chills while listening to "Taps" but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along. I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before. We have all heard the haunting song, "Taps." It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually creates tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be delighted to find out about it's humble beginnings. It all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay mortally wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment. When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier but the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, he enlisted in the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate but, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody we now know as "Taps"used at military funerals was born. Day is done gone the sun from the Lakes from the hills from the sky all is well safely rest God is neigh. Fading light Dims the sight, And a star Gems the sky, Gleaming bright From afar, Drawing nigh, Falls the night. Thanks and praise, For our days, Neath the sun, Neath the stars, Neath the sky, As we go, This we know, God is nigh. >> >> --part2_6.ac0d422.26d882ee_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <Aknaynay98@aol.com> From: Aknaynay98@aol.com Full-name: Aknaynay98 Message-ID: <78.9076ab7.26cc4174@aol.com> Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 15:11:48 EDT Subject: Fwd: TAPS To: RFord747@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="part3_6.ac0d422.26cc4174_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 112 --part3_6.ac0d422.26cc4174_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit --part3_6.ac0d422.26cc4174_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <AlaLadyDi@aol.com> From: AlaLadyDi@aol.com Full-name: Ala Lady Di Message-ID: <f.818ec3a.26cb6eb3@aol.com> Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 00:12:35 EDT Subject: Fwd: TAPS To: hays@cybrtyme.com, Firftr50@aol.com, XPress724@aol.com, LukeWaldon@aol.com, Aknaynay98@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="part4_6.ac0d422.26cb6eb3_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 113 --part4_6.ac0d422.26cb6eb3_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit --part4_6.ac0d422.26cb6eb3_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <GBur74@aol.com> From: GBur74@aol.com Full-name: GBur74 Message-ID: <ac.93652fb.26cb0d22@aol.com> Date: Tue, 15 Aug 2000 17:16:18 EDT Subject: Fwd: TAPS To: Craftlady52@aol.com, AlaLadyDi@aol.com, Deebell1@aol.com, jandrews@dellnet.com, TravisCPhillips@aol.com, Stringman52@aol.com, ja_41@hotmail.com, Jacjac86@aol.com, JimLouPat@aol.com, marshillbsband@altavista.com, Kcollier24@aol.com, Fiddlermac48@aol.com, Marfry90@cs.com, HydeNOut2@aol.com, Deere770@aol.com, Toyznattic@aol.com, golfnjoe@yahoo.com, KrazyFreud@aol.com, skinnygolfguy@yahoo.com, Butercup89@aol.com, timmc@flocom.net, Tback63095@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="part5_6.ac0d422.26cb0d22_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 119 --part5_6.ac0d422.26cb0d22_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 8/14/2000 9:48:46 PM Central Daylight Time, Dwhite8381 writes: << Taps I too, have felt the chills while listening to "Taps" but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along. I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before. We have all heard the haunting song, "Taps." It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually creates tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be delighted to find out about it's humble beginnings. It all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay mortally wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment. When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier but the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, he enlisted in the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate but, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody we now know as "Taps"used at military funerals was born. Day is done gone the sun from the Lakes from the hills from the sky all is well safely rest God is neigh. Fading light Dims the sight, And a star Gems the sky, Gleaming bright From afar, Drawing nigh, Falls the night. Thanks and praise, For our days, Neath the sun, Neath the stars, Neath the sky, As we go, This we know, God is nigh. >> --part5_6.ac0d422.26cb0d22_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <Dwhite8381@aol.com> From: Dwhite8381@aol.com Full-name: Dwhite8381 Message-ID: <a.fc3397.26ca098e@aol.com> Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2000 22:48:46 EDT Subject: Fwd: TAPS To: OWLSNEST37@aol.com, marthat@hiwaay.net, KWSTUTTS@aol.com, LuVhOoPs30@aol.com, 4Nunleys@email.msn.com, elrhonda@yahoo.com, Vjksozef14@cs.com, Alex41297@aol.com, KilNTime1@aol.com, Amelia.James@tdytsi.com, wlhandley@prodigy.net, ChadDeonne@aol.com, BUCCARS@aol.com, RCarbine@aol.com, Campc81873@aol.com, GBur74@aol.com, vonbraly@hiwaay.net MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="part6_6.ac0d422.26ca098e_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 120 --part6_6.ac0d422.26ca098e_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit --part6_6.ac0d422.26ca098e_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <GBent35191@aol.com> From: GBent35191@aol.com Full-name: GBent35191 Message-ID: <b7.5987e49.26bd8bc6@aol.com> Date: Sat, 5 Aug 2000 11:24:54 EDT Subject: Fwd: TAPS To: Ilovetchn@aol.com, TwirlyRach@aol.com, SChilders@martinsupply.com, MJLINCH@aol.com, MRSK322@aol.com, Goeh1580@aol.com, SkywatchT@aol.com, KLewis@asc.state.al.us, HELIHO@aol.com, BLUEWATERVIEW@aol.com, LASbabyRn@aol.com, Dwhite8381@aol.com, BEY32903@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="part7_6.ac0d422.26bd8bc6_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 119 --part7_6.ac0d422.26bd8bc6_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit --part7_6.ac0d422.26bd8bc6_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <WALTOBG@aol.com> From: WALTOBG@aol.com Full-name: WALTOBG Message-ID: <67.7d7c8c7.26bd61d0@aol.com> Date: Sat, 5 Aug 2000 08:25:52 EDT Subject: TAPS To: goodsprings@egroups.com, GBent35191@aol.com, TJac172647@aol.com, JAtki54470@aol.com, JVR226@aol.com, lenark@bellsouth.net, robon22@juno.com, Mraney1002@aol.com, DSheth3305@aol.com, TabBowling@aol.com, WaltoJS@aol.com, A13WALTON@aol.com, Waltonblkn@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: AOL 5.0 for Windows sub 119 Taps I too, have felt the chills while listening to "Taps" but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along. I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before. We have all heard the haunting song, "Taps." It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually creates tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be delighted to find out about it's humble beginnings. It all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay mortally wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment. When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier but the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, he enlisted in the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate but, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody we now know as "Taps"used at military funerals was born. Day is done gone the sun from the Lakes from the hills from the sky all is well safely rest God is neigh. Fading light Dims the sight, And a star Gems the sky, Gleaming bright >From afar, Drawing nigh, Falls the night. Thanks and praise, For our days, Neath the sun, Neath the stars, Neath the sky, As we go, This we know, God is nigh. --part7_6.ac0d422.26bd8bc6_boundary-- --part6_6.ac0d422.26ca098e_boundary-- --part5_6.ac0d422.26cb0d22_boundary-- --part4_6.ac0d422.26cb6eb3_boundary-- --part3_6.ac0d422.26cc4174_boundary-- --part2_6.ac0d422.26d882ee_boundary-- ------=_NextPart_000_00BC_01C0171C.F83F6040--