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“Home. One place is just like another, really. Maybe not. But truth is it's all just rock and dirt and people are roughly the same. I was born up there but I'm no stranger here. Have always felt at home everywhere, even in Virginia, where they hate me. Everywhere you go there's nothing but the same rock and dirt and houses and people and deer and birds. They give it all names, but I'm at home everywhere. Odd thing: unpatriotic. I was at home in England. I would be at home in the desert. In Afghanistan or far Typee. All mine, it all belongs to me. My world.”

Quote by Michael Shaara

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The Civil War Trilogy 3-Book Boxset (Gods and Generals, The Killer Angels, and The Last Full Measure)

The Civil War Trilogy is a series of three novels that delve into the complexities of the American Civil War. The first book, 'Gods and Generals,' focuses on the military leaders and their strategies. 'The Killer Angels' is a detailed account of the Battle of Gettysburg. The final book, 'The Last Full Measure,' continues the narrative, examining the war's aftermath and its impact on the characters involved. more

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Michael Shaara
Michael Shaara

Michael Shaara was an American historical novelist born on June 23, 1928, and died on May 5, 1988. He is renowned for his historical novels that delve into the stories and fates of individuals behind historical events, with his most famous work being the 'Kane and Abel' series. more

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