Ok... In the immortal words of Messr. Charles Heef:
"I had fun... How 'bout you?"
Someone had to do it...
I'm glad it was Johnny Lloyds turn to say it.
piled up in a restaurant near the ATL with some impressment agent who tried to seize fabric from my dyepots all weekend long
Wearing Grossly Out of Fashion Clothing Since 1958.
ADVENTURE CALLS. Can you hear it? Come ON.
Words can do no justice. Missus Bodaciousness-ness-ness will be indelibly etched in my brain. The ladies of the Singer House who cooked will be forever remembered by me. We ate the best of all.
Thanks to everyone who allowed me to play in their playground. It is a memory of a lifetine.
Thanks Mr. Harrington for my ferrotype.
Thank Mr. Yarbrough for the tavern.
N. B. Forrest Camp 215, SCV
Civilian Adjunct - Mayor of Dover, Purdy, Raymond, Layette, and more to come... and oh yeah Gettysburg
4thTN CSA - Co A - Shelby Greys
Singer House Rules!!!
It was a blast and I am signing up for the next one.
Hopefully next time I wont get hit over the head with a bottle.
Too many to list
Been a lot of places and did a great many interesting things in twenty-five years but this was certainly one of the most unique and best events I have ever been to. I was honored and blessed to be there. Met some great people too. Relived some childhood whims and several times over my three days I really was back in 1863. A hearty thanks to the folks at SCAR, Westville and of course Jim and Victoria for their obvious hard work and detail.
PS: My biggest thanks and appreciation go the talented and hard working ladies of the Singer food group!! Thank you ladies!!
Ken R Knopp
To all the former citizens of Westville 1863-
I Andrew Jay, your most estemed and honourable tax collector/impressment
agent, would like to thank all you property tax suckers... er, I mean, good
townsfolk for your generous contributions to the "Georgia relief fund" otherwise
truly known as the "Gentlemen's Room beer fund" and "Andrew Jay cigar fund" (I
use the term 'gentlemen' --extremely-- loosely in the former reference). It
bought many a round in the tavern for the upper-crust relief of their taxing
problems of whom to let in the room and who not to admit- which was pretty
obvious form looking at the likes of the common rabble outdoors of said room.
I'm certainly glad your Worker's Party 'won' the pathetically-rigged election
and hope that the new heel upon your head is a trifle-bit softer than the
previous one from mayor Apricot, or Algott, or Alcott or whatever.
It was a certain strange pleasure to dole-out gifts of relief to each of your
households... much like a rattlesnake likes to bite a mouse and inject venom
into its prey, slowly and forever immobilizing the one that receives said aid
and making each of you indebited to me and my secret gang of thugs, er...
To all of the lovely ladies I have met throughout this grand experiment, I
tell to you that you certainly brightened-up this rotten morass of smelly men
known as the quasi-gentry of Westville, of which I and a select few of these
wretches are but a scarab upon the top of the dung heap, rolling each into a
ball of feces that might be of some use someday to the community. You ladies are
flowers upon that dung heap, drawing the nutrients out of these boys and
creating meaningful beauty and sweet smell. Just always remember where your
roots exactly lie.
To those that didn't pay their taxes this time, just wait until the Yankees
are knocking on Atlanta's doorstep in less than two years and I, your most
caring friend, will be the first one to welcome them with open arms in the
spirit of good business and the further fleecing of your worthless souls whilst
you argue and fight amongst yourselves for a measly crust of bread. And while
you do that, do listen to my mad cackle of cigar-soaked laughter in the
background drinking champagne from the hole-bored skull of the only sane and
mentally well-grounded inhabitant and native of South Carolina, Edmund Ruffin.
I, Andrew Jay, bid you fond adieu this fair evening. I'm off to gamble-away
the rest of your worthless paper at the racetrack (if they will accept it) while
your boys are fighting so hard at the front. I'll put a bet down on the table
for you. If you win, I'll keep the money in my pocket for safekeeping... heh.
If you see that nitwit Johnny Lloyd around town, tell him I have to speak with
him over a certain matter.
So long suckers, er, 'citizens'... don't let the door hit you on the bum when
Cynthia Davis said it best when I saw her: "What can I do for you kind sir...
... Oh, you are the tax man... (sigh)"
Yours warmly & respectfully,
-Andrew Jay, Esq.
PS- Please send my warmest regards to my Aunt Tilley, the Lewis family, the
"Irish gal", the McDonald daughters, the Jewish one, "Big John" Canady, Nathan
the Flat-out Thief, Captain Mustache, Beetle... er- Canfield, Judge French
Picture, the --real-- Bullet-making Man, Swamp Thing- I mean Owl, the not-so
Cotton Burker, the imbecile Commodore Renfro and the lightly-litigating lawyer
for me if you see them. I am at ya'lls service.
Please don't believe a word of what evil things Mr. Jay says. He's been known to be a rapscallion and thief that preys upon the poor in Westville.
Words don't begin to tell how great this event was. If you missed it, you can eat your heart out with a three-pronged fork.
I had a blast and Mr. Jay told me he especially did too before he went to the races today.
See ya'll in two years... Johnny Lloyd
Thanks, everyone for making this such a great event. Especially Jim- with out whom, none would have been possible. To the Singer ladies- truly the most wonderful cooks in town and thanks for taking such good care of us (you will live in infamy). To my partners in the woodshop, I can't wait till next time.... maybe I won't have to build another coffin for that one..... And to the Yarboroughs- we'll make up more songs for y'all at the next one!
If I have omitted anyone, you have my apoligies
Chris R. Henderson
56th G.V.I./ BIG'UNS
In Memory of Wm. Davis Couch, Phillips Legion Cav. from Hall Co. GEORGIA
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