“I was a soldier who rode to the tune of a bugler’s “Garryowen” on a June afternoon…”

June 25, 1876 the country was preparing to celebrate the centennial on July 4th. It was going to be a grand event. Far to the West on the plains several hundred men were riding to the call of duty.  Little did they know that their ride was one of destiny.  In the pages of history …