Petes Civil War aka Civil War Junk

Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster, in the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad cover. Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission.

And all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. No, what's the trouble, Stumpy? I don't know, Bill. I guess I'm a little depressed. I can see that.

Want to talk about it? It's crazy, I guess. I passed by Pete Granville's place on the way here, and it kind of got me down. Well, we haven't stopped in on Pete for a long time.

Poor old feller. He's spent almost his whole life collecting them relics from the Civil War. He's become a real full-fledged authority. No. A number of the younger fellas have been over to his place to see his collection and listen to him talk about him. They all say it's really something to see.

Sometimes, I think the younglings have gotten more sense than that older folks. What do you mean, Stumpy? Poor old Pete's been trying interest, a lot of folks in the stuff he's collected. He's been writing to folks in museums and places like that for years. And no one is interested, huh? They're all just too busy to be bothered. Most of them never even answered

his letters. You have to admire the way Pete Granville is stuck to his Civil War rally collecting. People have been laughing at him for a long time for the way he's had to live, and that rundown blaze of his. Every Sunday gets he puts him to some other thing I'm about from the Civil War. What with all the time and energy he's been going after that stuff? He