Memorial Day 2010 Tribute to General Israel B. Richardson

Dept. of Michigan, Camp 2 SUV members at General Richardson's grave

Dept. of Michigan, Camp 2 SUV members at General Richardson's grave

Today being Memorial Day 2010, Camp 2 of the Department of Michigan, Sons of Union Veterans of the Civil War, held a program at the grave of General Israel B. Richardson in Pontiac, Michigan. General Richardson was from Pontiac. He had a distinguished military career and was killed in the Civil War. At the battle of Antietam, September 17, 1862, General Richardson led his division against the entrenched Confederates in the infamous “bloody lane.” He was there in the “thick” of the fighting. While personally directing Battery K, 1st U.S. Artillery, a shell fragment hit him inflicting a severe wound. He died as a result of the wound on November 3, 1862.
General Richardson was a “Lincoln man.” He didn’t survive to see the outcome of the “great rebellion” he so nobly fought against. When the war broke out in 1861, he volunteered his services and was given a Commission as a Colonel of the 2nd Michigan Infantry. He was charged with forming a regiment out of a thousand volunteer farmers, laborers, and shopkeepers. He was soon after promoted to Brigade command. He saw action at First Bull Run. Then he was promoted to Brigadier General commanding a Division in the Peninsular Campaign. He saw further action at Williamsburg, Fair Oaks, and Malvern Hill.
We gave homage to General Richardson today. There was a small crowd of spectators on hand. However, in honoring General Richardson, we also celebrated the tremendous courage of all the brave Union soldiers and sailors who rallied to the colors in order to preserve the Union. As a part of the ceremony the poem “The Unknown Dead” was recited. It reads as follows:
                                                                                                                                                     THE UNKNOWN DEAD
Above their rest there is no sound of weeping,
Only the voice of song-birds thrills the air;
Unknown in their grave, yet they are in God’s keeping,
There are none missing from His tender care.
He knows each hallowed mound, and at His pleasure
Marshalls the sentinels of earth and sky;
O’er their repose kind nature heaps her treasure,
Fanned by soft winds which round them gently sigh.
Bravely they laid their all upon the altar,
Theirs but to do and die without a falter
Ours to enjoy the victory and the gain.
They are not lost; that only which was mortal
Lies ‘neath the turf o’erarched by Southern skies;
Deathless they wait beyond the heavenly portal,
In that fair land where valor never dies.
In the great heart of coming generations
Their fame shall live, their glory never cease;
Even when comes to all earth’s troubled nations
God’s perfect gift of universal peace.   
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