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Remember this from History Class?

The New American Digest Posted on January 11, 2026 by JoeJanuary 11, 2026

from a comment on "Something To Think About" by Joe

The Founding Father of the United States of America, George Washington, was a faithful man of prayer. It was well-known how he went to the thicket many times to pray during the winter his army was at Valley Forge. However, little publicity has been given to the vision and prophecy he received at that time. The account of this vision was revealed in 1859 by an old soldier, Anthony Sherman, a veteran of the Independence War. He gave it to a writer, Wesley Bradshaw, who published it in 1861.

In the vision God revealed to George Washington, there would be three great perils come upon the Republic. He was given to know that America was going through the first peril at that time, the War of Independence with the Great Britain. The old soldier who told the story of the vision said that the nation would soon see the account verified by the second peril descending upon the land, the Civil War of America. Then, there would be a third “Great Peril” happen to the United States of America in the future. The people on this land would struggle and suffered for a while, but eventually an angel would come and blast a long and loud trumpet, and the legion of heavenly angels would come to help Americans to defeat their enemies with great victory.

This great prophetic vision of George Washington has inspired Americans for generations since it was first published in 1861 before the Civil War of the United States. It had been republished in the United States multiple times in the next hundred years, including the reprint on the National Tribune in December 1880 and the reprint on the Stars and Stripes on December 21,1950.

Here is the report of this phenomenal and most important vision of George Washington given by the heavenly angel written down by the writer Wesley Bradshaw. 

[ Joe: Dead link - no such page ]
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Wesley Bradshaw wrote: The last time I ever saw Anthony Sherman was on the fourth of July 1859, in Independence Square. He was then ninety-nine years old, and becoming very feeble. But though so old, his dimming eyes rekindled as he gazed upon Independence Hall, which he came to visit once more.

“Let us go into the hall,” he said. “I want to tell you of an incident of Washington’s life-one which no one alive knows of except myself; and if you live, you will before long see it verified. Mark the prediction, you will see it verified.” 

From the opening of the Revolution we experienced all phases of fortune, now good and now ill, one time victorious and another conquered. The darkest period we had, I think, was when Washington, after several reverses, retreated to Valley Forge, where he resolved to pass the winter of 1777. Ah! I have often seen the tears coursing down our dear commander’s care-worn cheeks, as he would be conversing with a confidential officer about the condition of his poor soldiers. You have doubtless heard the story of Washington’s going to the thicket to pray. Well, it was not only true, but he used often to pray in secret for aid and comfort. And God brought us safely through the darkest days of tribulation.”

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Old Roads

The New American Digest Posted on January 11, 2026 by DTJanuary 9, 2026

Heading down into Snake River Canyon. The river is just out of the photo to the left.

Sometime in the distant past, someone went through a lot of effort to build this wagon road. Funny thing though - it doesn't show up on any maps going back to 1894. The "original survey" map of 1868 only defines township/range boundaries with few details other than the river itself.

This is not a casual path; carving into the basaltic rock and building up the roadway suggests a lot of effort was put into road-building and some heavy freight traffic at one time. Although not obvious here, the road does go all the way down to the river.

There is some evidence of a ferry operating near the foot of this road; this road on the north side of the river, Silver City is to the south. Comparing the construction methods with those of other locations in the region, I would speculate that this trail was built in the 1860s for stagecoach travel and probably fell out of use as better roads and bridges were being constructed by the 1880s. This road is not on an obvious route between the major mining regions of the time: Silver City and Boise Basin.

I've walked up and down this road - there is no obvious evidence of a ferry at the river although one is shown here on older maps. There is a faint trail along the edge which apparently was shown as a road in the 1890s and plenty of fallen boulders at the base.

One more curiosity I'll have to pass on.

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12/26/45 - 1/27/23


Gerard's Last Post
(posthumous): Feb 4, 2023
"So Long. See You All a Little Further Down the Road"

When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
Or tropical rain?
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue?
Or run into a savior true?
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night, straight to the light
Holding the love I’ve known in my life
And no hard feelings

Avett Brothers - No Hard Feelings

The following was posted along with the announcement of Gerard's passing.
Leonard Cohen - Going Home

For a 2005 interview with Gerard


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