This story came to me from my cousin Paul Booker who is a civil war enthusiast and one of our family historians:

150 years ago at around this time, my Gr. Gr. Grandfather, Abram Libby from Carthage, Maine was fighting with Co. D, 17th U.S. Infantry, also known as the Maine Regulars at Gettysburg. He was located somewhere to the right of the base of Little Round Top, between the Devils Den and the Wheatfield where some of the heaviest fighting took place. At some point he was shot in the right hip and went down. He lay on the bloody field of battle until the next day. He was evacuated, recovered and eventually returned to his unit and fought on until the end of the war. He was in many of the major battles of the Civil War. He ended up settling in Chester, Maine and lived until 1922. He was 26 when he enlisted and 30 when he was discharged. During the Civil War, if you asked confederate soldiers who they feared most on the battlefield, you oftentimes heard, "Those boys from Maine!".