Burritt, Guy L.
Age: 18, credited to Hinesburg, VT
Unit(s): 14th VT INF
Service: enl 9/8/62, m/i 10/21/62, Pvt, Co. G, 14th VT INF, m/o 7/30/63
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Birth: 05/06/1845, Hinesburg, VT
Death: Before 06/12/1880
Burial: Burritt Cemetery, Hinesburg, VT
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Kathy Valloch
Findagrave Memorial #: 0
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Alias?: None noted
Portrait?: USAHEC off-site
College?: Not Found
Veterans Home?: Not Found
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2nd Great Granduncle of Wesley M. Burritt, Smyrna, DE
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Burritt Cemetery, Hinesburg, VT
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Guy L. Burritt
Source: Burlington Free Press, September 4, 1863
In Hinesburg Aug. 5th, Guy L. Burritt, son of Daniel and Cornelia Burritt, aged 18 years and 3 months.
Young Burritt's life is another of the costly sacrifices of the rebellion. From its beginning he was determined to enter the army. He thought his family should bear a part in defending the honor, and securing the integrity of their country. Young as he was, he was restrained from entering the first regiments only by the unwillingness of his parents to give consent. That consent he to enlist in the nine months volunteers. He was a member of Co. G, 14th regiment. The service wore heavily on his youthful and immature frame. Nerved with great ambitions he went through to the end of the campaign, closing with that hard march on Gettysburgh, the great battle, and the scarcely less severe march after the retreating enemy. He returned with his regiment, but his vital force was exhausted. No medical skill or kind nursing of home could save him from sinking. As he grew weaker and his mind wandered, he seemed to live again through the awful scenes of that march and battle; he talked of the fight, the rebels, his comrades, and then imagining himself sick or wounded on the field, of home and mother. And so he passed away. May God comfort his parents, and the thousands of other like them bereaved. And may we who enjoy the blessings of good government, secured to us by such sacrifices, hold the names of our fallen defenders in grateful remembrance.
Contributed by Deborah Light