Knight’s Crossing… and remembering a friend

I have not slept well this past night, and so chose to just get out of bed and do some desktop fishing. I began going through some old emails and decided to do something just a bit interesting this morning – post a major piece of work from a now deceased Southern Brother – a man who I came to know quite well over a number of years. As a writer – with one exception – he was known as, J.D. Longstreet. His real name was Bill Ghent. There are some of you who may have known him, or of him. Let me begin by sharing a brief biography of him… and THEN prepare yourself for over 200 pages of his love of the history of the Southland.

J. D. Longstreet was a conservative Southern American (A native sandlapper and an adopted Tar Heel) with a deep passion for the history, heritage, and culture of the southern states of America. At the same time he was a deeply loyal American believing strongly in “America First”.

He was a thirty-year veteran of the broadcasting business, as an “in the field” and “on-air” news reporter (contributing to radio, TV, and newspapers) and a conservative broadcast commentator.

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Longstreet was a veteran of the US Army and US Army Reserve, a member of the American Legion and the Sons of Confederate Veterans. A lifelong Christian, Longstreet subscribed to “old Lutheranism” to express and exercise his faith. He sadly passed away July 5, 2014.

And now we welcome you to Knight’s Crossing… A novel of Southern Honor during the most trying time The South has ever endured. A searing story of survival, redemption, restoration and a couple’s love that must find its way through the devastation of war, greed, and a period in America’s South unlike anything in history — Reconstruction.

Set in the lawless months between the end of the Civil War and official Reconstruction, families, torn apart by death, hate, and the ravages of war, must find each other and begin the long, torturous, task of rebuilding their lives while holding the carpetbaggers, scalawags, and even the occupying federal army at bay. They all meet – here – at KNIGHT’s CROSSING.

Knight’s Crossing.pdf