I knew I had a story I wanted to tell about an event too long ignored, and I finally realized that only fiction could do this justice. But where to begin?
Then I stumbled on this memorial stone in Muncie, Indiana, and with that I suddenly knew where my four main characters had come from and began to sense who the four Muncie Men might be and how they had ended up in one of the Civil War’s worst hellholes.
Months later, as they were enduring the almost inhuman conditions in which they were trapped, a nameless boy popped into their lives, and to my great joy and eventually theirs, the Muncie Four became Five.
