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The Virginian-Pilot
© February 13, 2009
Fred Harrell knew the cannon ball was a piece of live ammunition. He could see the fuse.
"That was what made it so exciting to own," said Harrell, pointing to the spot in his home where the ball rested, until this week.
For 10 years, he'd occasionally pick up the Civil War munition, move it to his carpet, dust his fireplace hearth, and put the cannon ball back. But Wednesday morning, Harrell finally heeded a friend's warnings that any jostling might make the ball blow up.
Harrell called the FBI on himself. The FBI asked the Virginia Beach police to check it out.
Now, Harrell is 71, and he long ago joined the Sons of Confederate Veterans. He wears a big white beard to look the part and keeps the back room of his house as a mini-Civil War memorial. He has portraits of all the Civil War generals, a Robert E. Lee knife, the Confederate flags that recently adorned his mother's grave.
And a fireplace hearth outlined with projectiles: like a 10-inch, 87-pounder, a fragment of a 13-incher and the one that might blow up.
The cops took that one. Harrell asked whether they would bring it back if they found out it wasn't active.
"They said, 'There won't be nothing left to bring you back a souvenir,' " Harrell said.
He was disappointed about that. Martha Pinkerton, his girlfriend for the past 43 years, bought it for him for $20 in Fredericksburg.
Then the police saw two other things: a suspect mortar round and a World War II grenade that Harrell's uncle had given him.
"Look at this," Harrell heard an officer say of the grenade, "it still has the pin in it."
The police turned those two munitions over to the Navy.
Again, Harrell told them he hoped they would find the grenade harmless and return it.
"I doubt that will be the case," Harrell said. "They probably thought, 'He could live without that live grenade.' "