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Fletcher, Homer C.


Age: 19, credited to Enosburgh, VT
Unit(s): 13th VT INF
Service: enl 9/11/62, m/i10/10/62, MSCN, Co. G, 13th VT INF, d/dis 11/13/62 (typhoid fever)

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Birth: 1843, Enosburgh, VT
Death: 11/18/1862

Burial: Enosburgh Center Cemetery, Enosburgh, VT
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Heidi McColgan
Findagrave Memorial #: 15870998


Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Not Found
Portrait?: Unknown
College?: Not Found
Veterans Home?: Not Found
(If there are state digraphs above, this soldier spent some time in a state or national soldiers' home in that state after the war)

Remarks: 13th Vt. History off-site


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Enosburg Center Cemetery, Enosburgh, VT

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HOMER C. FLETCHER was from Enosburg, Vt.. and was one of the musicians of Company G. He was a fine appearing young man and liked by all his company associates. He volunteered In September and on the organization he was appointed fifer. His place of birth was said to be Enosburg. The march to Camp Seward and then to Camp Vermont and exposure in camp on Capitol Hill induced typhoid fever from which he died in the hospital at Camp Vermont November 18th, 1862. It was the first death in Company G. Every heart was sad because of this untimely death. Every thing possible was done that he might live. He was taken to Alexandria by Captain White and sent to his home in Enosburg where he was buried November, 1862.

Source: Sturtevant's Pictorial History, Thirteenth Regiment, Vermont Volunteers, War of 1861-1865, p. 618


Yesterday morning, at 5 o'clock, death again visited our ranks, and snatched from our midst another victim, the third since we left Vermont - Homer E. Fletcher, of Co. G. For about a week he had been suffering from a typhoid fever, and gradually declining until at last his spirit winged its way to brighter worlds on high. Young Fletcher was respected and loved by all who knew him, and a few, even of those outside his intimate acquaintances, dropped the silent tear of regret that one so promising should so soon be called from our midst to answer the dread summons. The funeral services were most impressive. The company of which he was a member marched from their company grounds to the front of the hospital, where his remains were appropriately laid out; and after suitable religious exercises by the chaplain, company G, followed by other companies of the Regiment, took a last look at their departed friend, and his remains were then forwarded to his friends in Vermont. It was the most solemn scene I have yet witnessed in camp, and one that cannot fail to make a lasting impression upon the whole Regiment. Truly "in life we are in the midst of death."

Source: Vermont Watchman and State Journal, December 12, 1862
Courtesy of Tom Boudreau.