I was sitting here not getting much writing done, spending more time harassing the cats than pecking away at the keys, when I thought I should do something more productive. And it is my day to put up a quotation. I started hunting for a good quotation. Often, I start by looking at the list of events for a date in Wikipedia. Anyone important or quotable have a birthday? Anyone quotable die today? Nothing there was striking my fancy. But I did note that it was the 161st anniversary of the Battle of Ox Hill. Maybe I could quote one of the commanders?

Now, you may not be familiar with the Battle of Ox Hill. It probably happened before you were born, unless you’re a vampire like Elon Musk (allegedly). Or it may be because you know it by a different name. It’s a funny thing about the Late Unpleasantness, but depending on when and where you grew up, there were different names for everything that happened then, including the name of the war itself. My eldest aunt was born in 1918. When she went to school in Georgia, that war was taught to her as The War of Northern Aggression. By the time my mother went to school twenty-one years later, the teachers had mitigated it all the way down to the War between the States. If you’re a Yankee, bless your heart, you probably know that war as the Civil War. And, maybe you know that battle as the Battle of Chantilly.