THE

MICHAEL HILEMAN MEMOIRS

1820 - 1915

 

 



Michael Hileman, Jr., and wife Amanda


 

Harold D. Hileman

November, 1999

Copyright ©1999 by Harold D. Hileman

Permission to reprint the "The Memoirs of Michael Hileman Jr." is granted unless specifically stated otherwise, PROVIDED: (1) the reprint is used for non-commercial, educational purposes; and (2) a copy of this notice appears at the end of the reprint.

 

 

 

 

TABLE OF CONTENTS

 

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

PROLOGUE

1 - THE EARLY YEARS

2 - PREPARING TO TEACH

3 - MARRIAGE AND THE JOURNEY TO ILLINOIS

4 - PIKES PEAK GOLD FEVER

5 - WINDS OF WAR

6 - WAR

7 - PRISON

8 - ANDERSONVILLE

9 - ESCAPE

10 - CAPTURE

11 - RETURN TO ANDERSONVILLE

12 - CHARLESTON

13 - FLORENCE PRISON and the JOURNEY HOME

14 - HOME AT LAST

15 - WAR AGAIN - THE BATTLE OF NASHVILLE

16 - WARS END

17 - MUSTER OUT

18 - HOME SWEET HOME: WARREN

19 - SOUTH DAKOTA - 1882

20 - DAKOTA SETTLERS

21 - DAKOTA DAYS

22 - IOWA

EPILOGUE

 

 

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

 

 

I want to offer a special note of appreciation to William R. Hileman. For without his foresight to audibly record the original manuscript, and without his deep concern that Michael's memoirs be made available to all present and future Hileman descendants, as well as all others, it would not have been possible to produce these wonderful pages - all would have been lost.

Again, "thanks" to Bill Hileman; for his untiring proofreading and editing and to Deena Knotoff; for her transcription assistance. I offer a very special warm offer of gratitude to my wife Kathleen, who has given her unwavering support, and to my son seven year old son Dylan, who has patiently waited till daddy got off the computer to excitedly ask - "what else did my Great Great Great Grandfather do?".

And finally, especially to Michael Hileman, who while in the closing of his life, thought about how he could convey the history, and the lessons of his life, to those who were yet to live. For without this caring act, I would have never known my 2nd Great Grandfather, nor would have my son Dylan.... and someday, I hope, my Grandchildren.

 

 

 

 

Ed: 14 Nov. 1999