Hollywood is a privately owned cemetery and the final resting place of over 18,000 Confederate soldiers from all Southern States, including such notables as U.S. Presidents James Monroe and John Tyler, Confederate President Jefferson Davis, J.E.B Stuart, George Pickett, and Matthew Fontaine Maury. Hollywood has the largest number of Confederate generals (23) interred anywhere in the world. In addition to the slain from battles around Richmond such as Seven Pines, Gaines Mill, Malvern Hill, and Cold Harbor, the Confederate Dead exhumed from Gettysburg in the 1870s, were reinterred here on what became known as Gettysburg Hill. The Hollywood Cemetery Registry of Confederate Dead, printed in 1869, contains about 7,500 names of the 18,000 soldiers that rest here. The remaining 10,500 names and locations were destroyed in a fire before 1869 (though not the Richmond evacuation fire of 1865). Markers to the men, whose burial location is unknown, such as General Garnett of "Pickett’s Charge" fame, exist in certain locations.
The men of F Company listed on the following pages are interred at Hollywood, and Oakwood respectfully, NOW have markers to designate their grave sites.
A.C. LEGG, JUNE 27, 1864, HOLLYWOOD CEMETERY - ROW U, GRAVE 505
Listed in both the HOLLYWOOD CEMETERY REGISTRY OF CONFEDERATE DEAD and the 21ST VIRGINIA INFANTRY REGIMENTAL HISTORY. Legg was under 18 when enlisted as a Private in Orange County on 11/10/1863. He was wounded in Spotsylvania, 5/19/1864 and died of gangrene 6/26/1864.
R. MARION, APRIL 14, 1863, HOLLYWOOD CEMETERY - ROW T, GRAVE 414
Marion is listed in both the HOLLYWOOD CEMETERY REGISTRY OF CONFEDERATE DEAD and the 21ST VIRGINIA INFANTRY REGIMENTAL HISTORY. Marion enlisted as a Private in Richmond on 2/17/1863 and died 4/14/1863.
Hollywood Cemetery - Richmond, Virginia
by Bill Ward
I stroll the hills of Hollywood that lay at Richmond’s door,
where brave men rest that nobly stood and fought when called to war.
Their pyramid’s majestic might so proudly speaks to me,
of men who strived for truth and right as they believed should be.
Some 18,000 noble sons sleep here within these grounds,
now quiet are their mighty guns which once roared thunderous sounds.
Their flags no longer catch the wind, their drums no charge will start,
no bayonets will need defend the warrior’s silent heart.
On stone I read of where they fell or lived their final day,
of where they gave the "Rebel Yell" as bullets flew their way.
In Gettysburg or Malvern Hill their last full measure gave,
in Seven Pines or at Gaine’s Mill charged boldly to the grave.
Yet as I stroll I hear them talk, they speak beyond the years,
to tell me of the path they walked, of victories and tears.
Their cause was not for slavery, but rather for "States’ Rights!",
defense of Southern bravery and honor made them fight.
Their last kiss for sweetheart or wife or mother’s dear embrace,
forsaking all they had in life, deep sorrows etched their face.
Their granny’s shriveled hand they held or heard their father’s pride,
their children’s tears a sweet farewell, were last thoughts as some died.
A Christmas with no loved one near, rare joy could they receive,
such lonely days devoid of cheer, still in "The Cause" believed.
With bitter cold that chilled the bone and hunger; sickness; death,
away from family and their home, some drew their final breath.
So many names that time has lost, some fates were never told,
they knew the price and paid the cost and died the stalwart bold.
As I gaze back through time’s turned page I hear old Dixie’s call,
where duty; honor; courage; gauge great men who gave their all.
So many names that time has lost, some fates were never told,
they knew the price and paid the cost and died the stalwart bold.
As I gaze back through time’s turned page I hear old Dixie’s call,
where duty; honor; courage; gauge great men who gave their all.
© Bill Ward 1998
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