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Rebel Spirit



Saturday 3 February 2001

That evening we drove to Barnesville some 19 miles south of Griffin to stay at Tarleton Oaks, a beautiful Bed and Breakfast in the style of the Deep South and home of Fred and Terry Crane. Fred had starred as Brent Tarleton, one of the Tarleton twins in the epic film, Gone with the Wind, based on Margaret Mitchell's famous classic of the same name.

We were here to experience the ambience of the Civil War period and this was exactly the right place to be. Roger and I both felt slightly out of place in this most romantic of settings without our respective partners, but we were here to attend a cannon shoot the next day given by Bill Lindsey, Alice's brother.

That evening we attended a gathering of the Barnesville social elite! We felt so privileged to be invited into Bill and Susan's home and to be welcomed so generously as family. The superb Southern cuisine was complimented perfectly by the conversation, which centered naturally on the Presidential Inauguration of George W Bush. I related my story and we examined the artifacts that I had brought in connection with my childhood. After dinner we moved to Bill's Civil War gun collection and discussed the following day's cannon shoot that was to be held in my honor. It all felt so special.

Andrew Blake, Alice’s husband, capped it all off by presenting me with a print of the CSS Alabama. I had mentioned the coincidence earlier in the day of finding the Revell model and of Captain John McIntosh Kell and Alexander Baillie Kell, when admiring the print on the wall of the oak paneled hall, of his beautiful home.

By coincidence he happened to have a spare copy, needless to say I was completely overwhelmed by such generosity, what an evening it had been. With that we retired for the night to Tarleton Oaks. Finding Terry still up, I related my story to her. The romance of Baillie, Sallie and Mary Sullivan caught her imagination and time slipped rapidly past. Fred concerned at my remark that Terry had more than a passing resemblance to Mary came to check on the proceedings! So sweet, in fact they reminded me very much of how Baillie and Mary would have been, had they married. The coincidence and imagery kept on coming - it was the matrix on overdrive.

Next morning I donned my Confederate Captain's Cavalry uniform and descended the stairs to breakfast. It really felt like, Gone with the Wind, everything was perfect, Fred and Terry entered into the spirit of things and after an outstanding breakfast we set off for Bill's. Whilst Bill donned his uniform, I watched as the 3/4 scale Napoleon field piece together with 12pdr. Mortar, were loaded onto the pick up truck. We then drove to the shooting ground on Maggie and Rodney Page's farmland.

A host of spectators gathered for the proceedings including a troop of local Boy scouts. I enquired as to what target we would be shooting at. Andrew's son informed me with a smile, 'Why that's a real live Yankee mini van!'

'Splendid, one likes to know who one is shooting at,' I replied in my best English accent.

'Yep, it's even got a Yankee license tag. We plan to take some pictures of it and send them up North just to scare the folks!'

These are my sort of people I thought and smiled. They can beat us in a war, but they can't kill the Southern spirit of independence, even after 140 years. The cannon shoot using tomato paste tins filled with concrete was a great success, hitting the mini van several times and the mortar was even more so. The graceful curving arc of the shot being particularly pleasing to the crowd as it sped towards the target. Bill even allowed me to fire a shot from the cannon. Baillie and cannons perfect, the infantry, cavalry and the artillery working together in unison, as they did at Kennesaw described in Baillie's letter. Our hosts Maggie and Rodney Page, in their beautiful home gave apré shoot drinks and generously presented me with the 3rd National Confederate colors, the stainless banner as a memento of the occasion.



Captain I C Baillie, CSA: At the cannon shoot, returning home in style, Barnesville, Georgia, February 2001. Roger Lewis captured this jaunty pose for posterity.

What a day to remember. That evening we headed into Griffin for a Southern pit BBQ with Andrew and Alice, which we voted the best meal of the entire trip. Returning to Tarleton Oaks we arrived halfway through the character evening soirée organized by our hosts Fred and Terry. Being terribly English we did not wish to disturb the proceedings, which were in full swing with two couples romantically spending their 25th and 40th Wedding anniversaries at the Oaks and so we went to bed. Next morning I could have kicked myself for missing such a wonderful experience, for I had no idea that they had character look alikes from the movie and I could easily have put my uniform on and joined in the action! My embarrassment was complete, but Fred forgave me and I promise to return one day to make amends.

Monday, February 5, 2001

The pre-arranged visit with Sherry at Oak Hill cemetery proved a success. As I was able to prove Baillie's war record Sherry confirmed a veteran marker would be placed and paid for by the United States Government. Coincidentally, Norman had provided me with the exact relevant documents. Back at the motel we gathered the documents and returned for Sherry and Carol her assistant to make copies. I could hardly believe my luck, Baillie would finally gain his recognition and the matrix would be truly squared. After some time in the library, we spent the afternoon in Atlanta, visiting the famous Cyclorama painting, Commissioned by General Logan to commemorate the siege and fall of Atlanta in 1864. I was reminded of my trip to Gettysburg 10 years previous with its famous cyclorama painting. It was an inspiring end to the middle phase of our trip, courtesy of Alice and Andrew Blake. On way back Alice made a point of saying, “That the house where Margaret Mitchell used to meet Confederate veterans on Saturday nights.”


Book have a Life of their Own

“Rebel Spirit” was published Christmas 2001. I naturally sent a copy to Fred and Terry as a Xmas present. Some months later I received a email from Ms Dianne S saying she was staying at Tarleton Oaks and happened to peruse Fred and Terry’s copy of my book, “Rebel Spirit”one afternoon. She immediately recognised my/Baillie Kell picture from 1900!

A flurry of correspondence followed telling me she had memory of Margaret Mitchell and that how she knew me!

Early Memories of Margret Mitchell

“Stephens Mitchell said his sister was a tomboy who would happily play with dolls occasionally, and she liked to ride her Texas plains pony. As a little girl, Mitchell went riding every afternoon with a Confederate veteran and a young lady of "beau-age".






I painted “The Rescuers“ in 2000 as part of my Memory Paintings Exercise. I know now where it came from! In 1908 Baillie was 80 and Margaret 8 years of age. Horse riding is social exercise involuting extended bouts of memorable conversations. I have many such experiences this present life and my father used to say, “A third class ride is better than a first class walk!” He was in the Royal Ulster Rifles (1926-1938).



Tara Road, Jonesboro to Rocky Knoll, Sunny Side GA. (Distance 14.7 miles)

An Extremely Clever Little Girl


She was raised in an era when children were "seen and not heard" and was not allowed to express her personality by running and screaming on Sunday afternoons while her family was visiting relatives.

Mitchell learned the gritty details of specific battles from these visits with aging Confederate soldiers. But she didn't learn that the South had actually lost the war until she was 10 years of age: "I heard everything in the world except that the Confederates lost the war. When I was ten years old, it was a violent shock to learn that General Lee had been defeated. I didn't believe it when I first heard it and I was indignant. I still find it hard to believe, so strong are childhood impressions." Her mother would swat her with a hairbrush or a slipper as a form of discipline.”


Margaret






Margaret Munnerlyn Mitchell (November 8, 1900 – August 16, 1949) was an American novelist and journalist. Mitchell wrote only one novel, published during her lifetime, the American Civil War-era novel Gone with the Wind, for which she won the National Book Award for Most Distinguished Novel of 1936 and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1937. In recent years long after her death, a collection of Mitchell's girlhood writings and a novella she wrote as a teenager, titled Lost Laysen, have been published. A collection of newspaper articles written by Mitchell for The Atlanta Journal was republished in book form.


https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Margaret_Mitchell

Soul Harmonics, Frequency and Resonance

Ms Dianne was born in 1952 three years after the tragic death of Margaret Mitchell in Pennsylvania. She lived in Atlanta GA for 8 years and had “Flashback Experience” whilst crossing the road where Margaret was killed by a drunk driver.












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5th Georgia Volunteer Cavalry CSA

"Never beaten!"

"We fought to the end and surrendered in good order as Southern Gentlemen should...Hillsboro, NC April 26th 1865."



Photo taken 1997 Chessington, Surrey, England. My daughter Harriet aged 8 years about the same age as Margaret Mitchell in 1908.


https://www.chessington.com/


Meeting Margaret Mitchell in London

In November 2017 Dianne was attending a symposium on Regression Therapy, Quantum Physics and Astrology near Baker Street we had lunch in Pub just along from 212b of Sherlock Holmes fame (very appropriate!) afterward we took a stroll in park nearby.





It was like no time had past since the early 1900s such was our harmonic soul frequency link.






Dianne has been involved in the Regression Therapy field since the late 80’s and was one of the first to be certified by IBRT. She has presented at Jungian groups nationwide in the states, and at APRT/IARRT Conferences. For five years, she was a guest lecturer at Columbia University Graduate School in Psychology, speaking on both Astrology’s relationship to Psychology and Regression Therapy , and uses the tools of Astrology and Voice Dialogue to complement her work with regression clients. Dianne also teams with Carol Bowman to teach regression therapy for psychologists in the Philadelphia area. Two of her articles interfacing the topics of Regression Therapy, Quantum Physics and Astrology were published in the Journal of Regression Therapy in 1997 and 2003.


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