Especially so when I see a 'blue jacket' lying stretched in the attitude that nobody can mistake who has seen dead on a battlefield. Now I feel nothing but sorrow and compassion, and it is with reluctance that I go over these fields. He wrote one of his daughters, Mary, back in Detroit in 1864: "Early in the war, I had a curiosity to ride over a battlefield. He was said to have felt sorrow over each casualty. But to his soldiers, he was "Pap" Williams, a nickname he earned because he treated his men like they were his sons. Unlike his fellow Union leaders, Williams was not a West Point graduate, and was often passed over for promotions and praise. Ambrose Burnside's Mud March and marched on Atlanta with Gen. And Williams and his men participated in Gen. "Stonewall" Jackson in the Shenandoah Valley played a role at the end of the Second Bull Run campaign fought in the Battle of Antietam and the Battle of Resaca defended the Potomac and, in the Battle of Gettysburg, fended off Confederates on Benner's Hill. The majorly mustachioed Detroiter would go on to see action in some of the Civil War's key battles. In 1861, he was commissioned a brigadier general and, four years later, a brevetted major general. After being mustered out on July 29, 1848, Williams returned to Detroit and became the city's postmaster from 1849-1853. It was at this point that he left the city to serve in the Mexican-American War as a lieutenant colonel of the First Michigan Infantry on Dec.
He became a Wayne County probate judge in 1840, serving until 1844, when he became the editor of the Detroit Daily Advertiser until 1847. 20, 1810, in Saybrook, Conn., and went on to graduate from Yale College in 1831 and moved to Detroit in 1836 to practice law and enlisted in the local militia.
Williams, a Detroiter, was a congressman, a judge, a lawyer, a postmaster, a newspaper publisher and a failed gubernatorial candidate, but he made a name for himself in the military, serving in the Mexican-American War and for the Union in the Civil War. Alpheus Starkey Williams sits atop his horse in the middle of Belle Isle, checking a map as his steed seems to saunter toward downtown.
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