During the Civil War, my ancestor served as a Wagon Master under Vernon K. Stevenson in Bowling Green, KY. His job was to move supplies to the Confederate Troops around Nashville. When the war was over, Thomas Dixon Morgan applied for a pension, citing his service as a Wagon Master and claimed he had been taken hostage and held in a private home during the War. His pension was denied.
Here is part may have been the reason:
“The most controversial period of his (Vernon Stevenson’s) life came during the Civil War. Stevenson was a major in the Quartermaster Department of the Confederate army in Nashville, and General Nathan Bedford Forrest criticized his actions in regard to the fall of Nashville to Union forces on February 23, 1862, because vast supplies of shoes, clothing, and meat were not transported south and instead fell into the hands of Union troops. Stevenson had left Nashville eight days before Union troops entered the city in his own private railroad car with his family, personal belongings, furniture, carriage, and carriage horses, without finishing the transportation of army supplies south. Needless to say, this action did not endear Stevenson to Nashvillians left in the occupied city, nor did they admire the fact that Stevenson made a fortune selling cotton to England by running the Union naval blockade and supplying the Confederate army. At the end of the war, he moved his family and business to New York City.”
My family continued to work for the railroad in Antioch, TN for many more generations after the Civil War. Having grown up on the railroad, I love the sound of trains and the rumble on the ground when the train comes by! It must just somehow get into the DNA.