Wandering into the living room, I saw the stairs and started toward them. I nearly jumped out of my skin when a hand covered my mouth and I was shoved...hard against the wall. I felt a hard chest pressing against me and something poking me in the ribs. “Alright, here’s the deal. You’re going to tell me who the hell you are and what you’re doing here. You’ll be lucky if I don’t call the cops. Think about screaming, I’ll put a bullet through your ribs. I can tell you from experience, that’s a bad. Right then what I wanted to do more than anything was get to the men's room and beat my meat, but the phone started ringing and I got back to work.The next time I saw Nadine was two weeks later when she and her husband brought in their old trailer to get an estimate on its possible trade in value. Her black hair was loose and it swirled around as she again browsed the parts counters and the displays of after market truck accessories. Hidden behind the counter she couldn't see me squeezing the. I stood back, looking around me at what I was making.The house was never meant to be a luxury palace, and we had chosen it for its simple utilitarian beauty. The entire living area was on one raised level, to protect it from rising waters in any storm-surge, and it consisted of a single nice-sized bedroom, a small guest bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and a cozy living room. The living room overhung the beach, with plenty of windows to let in the view and the morning sun. There was a door on the. I'm going to appoint you a Colonel in the Virginia Militia. You will be the Deputy Commander." He did and I accepted the commission. I wore a regular Army uniform.As early as 1862, President Lincoln appointed military governors, who were civilians functioning with military support, in Tennessee, Louisiana, and North Carolina. Near the end of the war, Congress created the Bureau of Refugees, Freedmen, and Abandoned Lands-the Freedmen's Bureau-and put it under the Army. Its 900 agents' primary.