s badly wounded. All was done in an effort to save him, but infection overtook him and he passed on. He fought bravely in our victory over the French and you should all be proud. Please accept my deepest condolences for your loss. Brigadier General James WolfeThe farm belonged to me now, as I had no living brothers or sisters, and I felt I had to keep it going in my father’s memory. I thought everything would be fine now that the war was over. I had believed, as many others did, that the end of the war would bring the end to high taxes and that Britain would respect us more for our contribution to the war effort. However, this was not the case. Britain levied even more taxes, as they thought it was solely our responsibility to pay off the war debt. I started to feel as if my father’s death had been in vain. I started to hate Britain. In the summer of 1761, I found my wife, Anne. Shortly after meeting we were married. It was nice to have a woman around the house, to cook, clean and sew. Up and till this time I had attempted to do this myself, failing miserably I might add. Soon after marriage the children started to come, your fathers, and with them came a tight squeeze on our pocket book. I decided, as my father had done before me, to join the militia. I enlisted in the fall of 1764 shortly after my twenty-fourth birthday. After completing my initial training, I was given the opportunity to be a minuteman. I felt honored as only a quarter of the militia is usually awarded this chance. Also the title minuteman is synonymous for enthusiasm, reliability, and physical strength. Anne did not share my enthusiasm, for minutemen were also the first armed militia to arrive at a battle. I tried to calm her fears, but to no avail. In fact her fears would only grow greater as time progressed and tension between the colonies and Britain mounted.On March 5, 1770 it all seemed to climax. I had gone into...
