Colonial Campaigns Club (CCC)

After staggering in I plopped into the nearest chair. Barkeep, your strongest Ale!

Not knowing which day of the week or when I last slept, I realized 2 Privates and 1 newly promoted Corporal were giving me the evil stares.

Typical Rebels, pissed off cause they haven't been able to get a good musket shot at me for the last month.

After a few drinks I stumble over to their table and greet Pvt. Nelson (I wonder if this guy is the bastard son of Horatio), Pvt. Schwarz (hmmm, must be a confused Hessian) and Cpl. Burke (man those new corporal stripes could blind a man).

Well gentlemen, I am on the field of battle again, so get out your muskets and attack me while I am sleepy. Because I just travelled 1/2 way round the world and I am ready for a fight.

All three answer - about time!

I stroll to the door and reply, I hope you had a Happy Thanksgiving!!!!

Welcome back Paul. My Colonial forces await your return to the field. Hope your stay in America was all you wished for. I'll be getting my turn off to you on Monday.