Stonewall Jackson emerged from the darkness first. He was over 20 feet high, on an oval granite pedestal. Sitting astride his horse, Jackson's gaze was locked, unmoving, on the horizon. Jefferson Davis came next, at the intersection bearing his name. His plinth was more modest, about 10 feet high. But behind him was a classical colonnade of a dozen Doric pillars, in front of which a giant ornate column hosted Vindicatrix, the ”spirit of the south”. General Lee commandeered the approach to Allen avenue, while Jeb Stuart, sword still in hand, diligently patrolled the corner of Lombardy. The ghosts of the South, mounting their timeless vigil.