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m. 24 Feb 1855
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1839 |
Halifax Co., Virginia  |
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Aft 1900 |
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2 Dec 1863 |
Pittsylvania County, Virginia |
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19 May 1956 |
Halifax Co., Virginia |
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Carter-Wooding Family Cemetry |
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21 Aug 1875 |
Virginia |
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10 Jan 1963 |
Richmond, Virginia |
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St. Johns Episcopal Church Cemetery, Halifax, Virginia |
| Born |
7 Feb 1880 |
Halifax County, Virginia |
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22 Nov 1962 |
South Boston, Halifax Co., Virginia |
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Family Cemetery, Halifax County, Virginia |
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Robert Henry 'Rob' Wooding | F5468 |
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- Nat Wooding on Facebook
Re: Harry Wooding, Mayor of Danville, VA
A familiar name (Harry). I recently found a newspaper clipping saved by my father. It told of how Harry nearly burned down the then new office building by dumping the contents of his corn cob pipe in a wastebasket. My great grandfather, Thomas Townes Carter was in Co. A, 53rd VA and was wounded and captured at Cemetary Ridge.
Nat Wooding where was Thomas born?
Across the Bannister from Halifax. He is buried in the family cemetery there on the farm. He had a flesh wound in his left arm and was taken to a hospital in eastern PA near where my mother lived as a child. He was later exchanged at City Point and went back into service. His musket was never surrendered and one of my uncles hunted with it as a boy. I have seen it fired.
Nat Wooding oh I found him! He did go through Forts McHenry and Delaware then he was sent to Chester Hospital in Pennsylvania and was paroled 8/17/63. He was back on duty by 10/31/63, I believe.
He was extremely fortunate - an inch or so to the left and he would have lost his left arm. An inch or so to the right and it would have been a chest wound. According to my father, one of his brothers said that when he was hit, he put his hand inside his coat and found the bullet and threw it away and then realized what he had done. I have the sleave with the bullet hole.
Yup. Someone in the family labeled it. It may be of fabric woven at home. I've seen one other reference to people of that era saving artifacts: I once saw an interview between Fred Rogers and George Patton's daughter. She described how after her father was posted to Washingon, she and her mother went to pay the appropriate social visit to MacArthur's mother who was serving as his hostess since he was then divorced. They were greeted by an ancient lady and each of the women recounted their heritage and whom had served in what army. Mrs. MacArthur had a servant fetch a "jewelry box the size of a child's coffin" from which Mrs. M. extracted a broach in which was set a piece of the skull of one of her father or some other Yankee male. Getting back to the sleeve, I'm rather amazed that the tears (back and front) are still relatively small and that it survived. Of course, it was not like he could get a pass and go to Walmart and pick up a replacement.
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