One night last week, sergeants' whistles shrilled in Fort Dix. By midnight, trucks and guns were rumbling past the flat Jersey fields; by noon the 44th Division (New York and New Jersey National Guard) was well south of Washington.
Ten-day furloughs had just been summarily postponed. The 44th had got the rush act for a warlike job. It was disposed in the famed cockpit of the Civil War, in Virginia, where Lee, Jackson and Grant had sparred and pounced. The 44th's job: to take Fredericksburg, defended by a regular outfit whose size the...
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