September 3, 1861
My Dear Father,
I take my pencil in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I made up my mind to go and fight for our country and I let you know that I am in Harrisburg now and I like it very good. And I wish you wouldn’t think hard of me that I left Deep Creek for I was tired of it long ago and I let you know that we made our home in Camp Curtin.
For the Union, now and forever,
John W. Derr
Camp Curtin, named for Governor Andrew Curtin, was one of the Union’s “boot camps” during the Civil War. From 1861 to 1865, more than 300,000 Union soldiers were processed and trained for the Civil War at this camp in Harrisburg which is now bordered by the current landmarks of Fifth Street, the railroad tracks next to the Farm Show Building, Maclay Street, and Reeds Lane (from a speech by Harrisburg Mayor Stephen Reed, November 11, 1990).
My interpretation of this letter is that JWD, a 22 year old man with few prospects living at home with his parents and siblings, decided to enlist in the army to participate in an adventure of a lifetime. By reading the letters, pension affidavits and other documents, I believe he was one of many friends who did the same thing. This letter is part information as well as an apology to his parents, who were probably worried about him. At first, I thought that this "stunt" of his was a particularly cruel and thoughtless act, given the worry it must have caused his parents. Now I think that maybe his parents knew where he was and what he was doing. Since many of his friends joined the Union army at the same time, that area of the Deep Creek, must have been abuzz with talk about...."where did all the boys go"?
JWD made his way to Pottsville, Pennsylvania in August of 1861 in order to enlist in the Army and to be transported to a mustering area....Camp Curtin in Harrisburg. Camp Curtin is where the 48th Pennsylvania Volunteer Infantry was formed and from where JWD's Civil War adventure began. I often wonder what he thought of his journey....the new experiences he had. For example....this was probably the furthest he had ever been from home (Pottsville)....this was probably the first train he rode....this was probably the largest grouping of people he had ever seen. Pretty gutsy for a dirt farmer in the heart of Pennsylvania.
I hope you enjoy this first letter.....
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