Here I am at age 13, in full Boy Scout khaki, carefully studying battlefield maps at Gettysburg. I’d like to say I knew then I’d spend much of my life digging into overlooked corners of American history—but honestly, I was just trying to figure out where the cannonballs landed.
Fast forward to today, and I’m knee-deep in a new book. I won’t reveal the title just yet, but let’s just say it involves the Battle of Westminster—a short, fierce clash just days before Gettysburg. Some say it barely mattered. Others argue it delayed JEB Stuart’s cavalry long enough to tilt the course of the larger fight.