At age 8 I lived with Deacon Thomas and his family until my mother could take care of me again or I turned 18. This would lead to my imagination going crazy and me wanting to become something more important, not just a woman.
I set off to Taunton 10 miles away to sign up for the war. It took me 2 days to hike through the woods to get there. I was officially going to be a female soldier, under male disguise obviously.
I was shot in the leg!
Where were you shot?
Me and a few other soldiers went to steal food but we were caught and the Tories (British soldiers) shot me in the leg. I didn't want to quit because every soldier was needed.
As I stood there in the cold barn I watched my dear friend Richard Snow die a painful death. Something good did come out of it though, the General asked me to be his personal orderly because he heard of my kindness and bravery in the cave and with Richard.
The general finally found out I was a woman and he was amazed but I had to be discharged because my leg injury was so bad and never healed properly. But, something pretty amazing is...I left being the first official female soldier.
Guilty as charged
October 25, 1783
So you're a woman?
Later in my years I was asked to share my stories with other people so I did. Traveling and speaking felt special because I was spreading the story of brave soldiers fighting for justice. (Including myself.)