DAVID HAYWOOD YOUNG
CABIN FEVER PRESS
Copyright © 2012 David Haywood Young
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(Author's note: My sister tells me this one is a Twilight Zone episode. I guess I can live with that. I think of it more as a lucid dream that morphed into a nightmare.)
If my grandmother's version of our family oral history is to be believed, a Civil War POW camp has more in common with Vegas than you might think—but you still won't find God there.
Well, to be honest as a good Georgia girl she never calls it the Civil War. And the bit about finding God in such places is more her opinion than history, oral or otherwise. Personally I'd say both POW camps and Vegas probably inspire a lot of prayer, if not actual faith-development, but for her it's probably a matter of good taste. Religious conversion ought to be based on something more transcendent than survival or financial welfare, or it just doesn't count. Apparently. Besides, it would be hard to get into one of the camps these days to test the notion, wouldn't it? Sometimes I wonder if she actually believes she's living in the 19th century.