|"...I am lying in this place with a wound in my right leg, below the knee, I am in good spirits and the Drs. say my wound isn't dangerous, so I hope you won't worry about me.... We haven't a pleasant hospital, but good as we can expect under the circumstances.
Pvt. Fred Kronenberger (2d N.J.) to his parents, May 17, 1804 — five days before his death in a Fredericksburg hospital.
After the December 13,1862 battle, Fredericksburg suffered yet another form of horror: thousands of wounded Union soldiers crowded the city. For several days Clara Barton, the future founder of the American Red Cross, tended to patients in the shell-torn Presbyterian Church across the street from you.
In May 1864, ambulances again clogged the city's streets. Virtually every public building became a hospital, filled with wounded soldiers from the battles of the Wilderness and Spotsylvania. By today's standards, conditions were gruesome; mortality rates were high.
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