Seven Pines or Brandy Station?

My eyes opened on Brandy Station, a fading white wooden building on a hillside that the sun was slowly removing from the glass greenhouse tiles. I remember Brandy Station as a labyrinth but everyone remembers things differently. Washington Roebling and I escaped the Wilderness together and we wandered for miles, towards the Cumberland, with Roebling… Continue reading Seven Pines or Brandy Station?