The Admiral’s Rejects

Admiral Grayson Reynolds
Men of honor discarded by the Yankee Empire!
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You are reminded, the story you are about to read is fiction, it is for entertainment only? A chain of circumstances, which somehow, either by happen chance, or else by the Divine Providence of Almighty God, whatever it was, 277 Enlisted Men, plus 3 Officers, representing seemingly every war from Vietnam to the Persian Gulf, were thrown together. It was as if these men had somehow been hand picked from God’s own Personnel Roster, and set aside for our Lords own purpose. What kind of scenario would throw together such an odd assortment of characters, men who would take on the impossible? While these men were on active duty, their missions were said to be beyond top secret, so secret their existence as well as their exploits, remained unknown … until now.

 

The Admiral’s climb to notoriety began in his early years, when as a young Navy Ensign he took part in the invasions of Grenada and later Nicaragua under President Ronald Reagan. Years later he would go on to serve in both Iraq wars, under the first and second Presidents George Bush, and as if that wasn’t career enough, he served as the Commander of Special Forces in the Afghanistan War. While a boy, he often went hunting with his father and demonstrated, for the lack of a better explanation, certain dubious talents. Among his many seemingly natural ‘gifts’ was his ability to penetrate just about every known security system!

Notwithstanding he was able to slip up on all manner of game, almost as if he were invisible and odorless! Grayson was always an honest and honorable man, as well as a law-abiding citizen, though it could be said he stretched the law a wee bit on occasion. Even as a young boy he managed to give an entirely new meaning to the phrase ‘above and beyond the call of duty’. One might call it eagerness or else wanting to be thorough, but even the Navy found his ‘résumé’ so compelling they couldn’t help themselves. They assign him to a black project, an inter-service Special Assignments Command, under the code name ‘Golden Eagle’.

This new command quickly attracted unto itself those of like mind, and of equally dubious characteristics as he, talents that included but were not limited to, explosives, mines, Tunnel Rats, Camouflage, Small Arms and Snipers. Then there was a new one for the roster, an expert in improvising! Notwithstanding the roster included that of Air Operations, Computer Geeks, a Nutritional as well as a Fitness Expert, along with an Ordained Chaplain. It was later said that the Chaplain had fallen into questionable company; be that as it may, this unlikely team was the best at what they did, penetration, killing the enemy and breaking their toys.

So outstanding were they from the start, they were among the Advance Forces that landed in both Grenada and Nicaragua! While the second Iraq War was winding down and the emphasis shifting to Afghanistan, he was by then, a Commander. It was during the first Iraq War that he demonstrated enormous bravery, as well as that of carrying out his orders to the extreme, which occurred on what was suppose to be a simple recognizance mission, just prior to the now famous tank evasion. A squad of two-dozen men was given the assignment of penetrating behind Iraqi lines, and confirming enemy positions and movements.

He and his company of troops managed to take out one of Sadaam Hussein’s top Field Commanders, along with his entire staff as well as their escort squad, at a time when technically, there was no fighting taking place and they had not yet been engaged. Later he was called before the Commander of Special Forces, a Vice Admiral named Preston Wilcox. The meeting was said to be very formal according to military tradition, "Commander Grayson Reynolds reporting as orders sir! Commander Reynolds, replied Vice Admiral Wilcox, I have good news and bad news, which would you like first?

The bad news sir, replied Commander Reynolds! All right then, continued the Admiral, I am considering whether or not to have you Court-Marshaled. Should I choose this option, the list of charges will be longer then the length of your arm! Swallowing hard, the Commander quickly responded, but Admiral, what? The Admiral quickly cut him off, just a moment, let me give you the good news, before you respond! Your command is being recommended for both personal as well as unit medals, and you sir, are out of uniform, the Admiral replied, then he read the orders advancing him to Captain, the rank being equivalent to a Colonel in the Army.

You are now my Executive Officer in charge of Operations, Special Forces for the Iraq War!" As the war progressed Rear Admiral Wilcox was returned to the States, and retired. Captain Grayson Reynolds was advanced ahead of his peers, and even jumped over the rank of Commodore and advanced to Rear Admiral. Admiral Reynolds and his team made penetrations into Pakistan, as well as into areas controlled by the insurgents. Finally, given he and his teams classification under ‘Golden Eagle’ the Navy could no longer ignore their successes, nor his long tours in Iraq as well as Afghanistan, his advancement to ‘Vice Admiral’ was approved.
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The Confederate War Eagles
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However, now that Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds was in full command, answering to no one this side of the Pentagon Brass, and his being at the very least of equal rank as that of the Lieutenant General in Command in Afghanistan, his missions were more and more being carried out in his own way. Behind the scenes they even began using among themselves the name ‘Confederate War Eagles’. Unit patches were secretly ordered, using some of their ‘black project’ money, consisting of a Confederate Battle Flag with a Christian Cross between the upper arms of Saint Andrews Cross, which was then worn on the left shoulder. Over their right shoulder they wore the patch of a Golden Eagle facing forward.

These they wore on a black uniform, designed much like a jump suit, along with especially designed ammo, which was always worn, as well as blackened face and hands, for those having light skin pigment. The Jump suit with the Confederate War Eagle Patch also included a flack jacket, whereby the patch was never seen by the other army troops! Each man also carried what the Vice Admiral humorously called ‘essential sanitary equipment’, their trusty Arkansas Tooth Pick, a sharpen Bowie Knight. The several Marine chopper pilots that would drop them off in sundered locations from time to time had been sworn to secrecy!

Among their unlikely crew was a former Marine Gunnery Sergeant an x-D.I. named Alfred Goth who was nearly locked up for roughing recruits; years later he would explain his actions! "The Admiral looked at us as Surgeons, the local populace were our patients, and the terrorists were a deadly cancer; our job was nothing less then to removed the cancer, without killing the patient. Quite often, explained the Admiral, it became necessary to do a little close up surgery, and that is where our trusty Arkansas Tooth Pick comes into the play, being an efficient means of removing the cancer. The Admiral also demanded that every phase of every mission be carried out so covertly; even our own forces could not detect any movements.

These missions officially never happened, therefore how could a command that didn’t exist, be accused of wearing Confederate Emblems on a uniform and during missions that had never taken place. It was a kind of catch 22 and Vice Admiral Reynolds loved the freedom of movement his unique status gave him. The Vice Admiral’s motley band would under any normal circumstance be an inch away from a Court-Marshall, or at least a Bad Conduct Discharge, and perhaps an invitation to reside at Leavenworth Federal Prison. But then, we were simply obeying the orders of our Commander-in-Chief, in adhering to a policy, which in using proper phraseology states, we simply do not exist outside of our own meager numbers.

The Admiral required something else that surely would have driven the entire chain of command crazy, up to and including the Supreme Court, and that was a small pocket size copy of the Holy Bible. Admittedly, the Admiral never made a pretense at being a Minister of the Gospel; he left that up to his trusty Chaplain. On the other hand he made no secret that he believed the entire Middle East to be upside down, because they lack a foundation in the Almighty God in Christ Jesus, the Holy Scripture and of Prayer. The way these nations over here functioned, he once stated "it is like unto turning over the operation of the nuthouse {using his terminology} to the crazies."

He insisted that his men must have a solid foundation, otherwise he’d turn any man who refuses over the wolves, and everyone knew what that meant. He even had his Chaplain, Major James Greenly offer a prayer before every mission, and he didn’t want any memorized or written prayers, only those that came from the heart of the Chaplain. Also the Confederate War Eagles had their own private Oath of Allegiance, which was repeated as a group in private, the words of the oath went like this; "I so solemnly swear that I am first, last and always a soldier of the Confederate States of America, further, I fight toward the day when my homeland shall once more be a free and independent nation."

Rule by Decree
Monday 24 January 2011
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Conditions changed rapidly for Admiral Grayson Reynolds and his Confederate War Eagles, when one of his men was seriously wounded while on a mission into Pakistan. He was literally carried across the narrow passages through the mountains into Afghanistan, where a chopper picked him up, transporting him to a waiting Navy Ship off shore. In the process there was no time or thought to remove the Confederate Battle Flag patch, with the Christian Cross on the left sleeve of his uniform. As a result there was a firestorm, which quickly worked its way up the chain of command to the President, their Commander in Chief.

The staff of the Confederate War Eagles, in addition to the Admiral, also consisted of an Army Captain and a Lieutenant, both were standing outside Admiral Reynolds office, one evening a couple of days after the mission, when Gunny Goth approached them. You have something for us Gunny, remarked the Captain, a man named Porter McGowan? The Gunny looked at the message as if it spelled their doom, "Yes sir Captain, I have orders in the form of a message for the Admiral." The three were standing about 15 feet from the Admiral’s Office, and for whatever reason, they simultaneously moved in the direction of the office door.

They all heard a faint noise coming from inside the Office, so they moved even closer and peered through the door glass, they all could hear and observed Admiral Reynolds on one knee beside his desk, praying to the Lord. "Precious Lord and Heavenly Master, he said, let Thy will be my will in all things, strengthen and guide me O Lord that I might fulfill Thy purpose for my life." The Lieutenant, a man by the name of Daniel Gracie, urged the other two to back up. The Lieutenant then remarked, "he’s not only been praying, but the Bible is open on his desk, he reminds me of General Stonewall Jackson, on the eve before the battle."

Admiral Reynolds was certainly aware of the results of the 2010 elections, but he could not know the extent to which the world he knew back in the States had been turned upside down. It was Monday 24 January as he read the message orders, his entire Special Missions Command, numbering 277 men, was ordered to report to the President on Tuesday 1 February. After being debriefed in Germany, the team arrived at Andrews Air Force Base, four days later on Saturday on the 28th. At Andrews Air Force Base he was met by none other then Vice Admiral Preston Wilcox, now retired.

The two men walked across the runway engaging in a little small talk, until finally Admiral Wilcox coaxed Admiral Reynolds aside, out of hearing range of those standing nearby. The retired Admiral paused and looked about for a moment, then he began; "You mind if I call you Grayson, otherwise we are going to sound like an echo chamber, you are welcome to call me Preston. Grayson nodded his head in the affirmative, and Preston continued. "Grayson, you might have caught wind that things have changed, you should hear the truth from someone who knows you better then anyone else.

As you are aware the President lost big time in November, he now faces a divided and hostile congress, and more then that, given the independent politicians, as well as a number of those I call the Dixiecrats, the Conservative Republicans now hold a veto proof majority in both houses." How is that unusual, past Presidents have faced similar situations? "Well, replied Preston, this President has proven different then all the others, he has chosen to, in effect, rule by decree, and to by-pass congress wherever possible." How so Preston, has he turned into some kind of dictator? "Well, let me say it this way Grayson; he is a dictator in all but name!

President Burrell Steele sees himself as a second Abraham Lincoln, and has decided that his mission is to save the Union, from what he believes to be ‘Radical Conservatives’, as insane as that may seem, nonetheless he truly believe his own propaganda." Where then Preston, does this leave my men and myself? "Look Grayson, when you face the President in a couple of days, make no response, answer his questions as briefly and as respectfully as possible. He will likely order your entire command disbanded, as well as your dismissal from the service. Do not enter into verbal combat with him, but let the confrontation pass!

It will take a couple of days to process you and your men, before the Presidents order filter down, as well as sufficient time for the paperwork to be processed, in the meantime wait for a response from me." What have you to do with all this Preston, do you hold some sort of position, as a civilian? "Let us just say Grayson, that you’ve been caught in a political cross wind, and I will explain all this later, as for now, regardless of what the President demands of you, report to me on a regular basis." Preston, if the President has been exercising such power, why doesn’t the congress just impeach him?

"Well Grayson, the simple explanation is ‘they fear their veto proof coalition’ will disintegrate, if they move toward impeachment, in the process they have given an unspoken nod to the Generals and Admirals, to do what must be done. Oh Grayson, by the way, before I forget, they no doubt took your command’s black jump suits with the Battle Flag patch and the Golden Eagle, but knowing you as I do, there’s no doubt in my, mind you have a stash somewhere." Grayson turned and smiled in the affirmative! "Hang on to them, responded Preston!" The two men exchanged salutes, turned in different directions and departed!
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Decorated Warriors discarded by the empire!.
Confrontation with the President
Tuesday 1 February 2011
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Admiral Grayson Reynolds sat reading the morning news paper next to the modest size combination kitchen and dinning room table at the Andrews Air Force Base Guest Quarters, his wife Julie was busy fixing breakfast. The television in the living room was turned to the Fox News Channel, but the two of them paid little attention; that is until the topic turned to ‘the President’s Enemies List.’ Just then there was a knock on the door, Grayson looked toward the door then at his wife, "I’ll get it honey, he said." He slowly arose from the table and moved toward the front door, opened it and was greeted by his old friend Vice Admiral Preston Wilcox.

The two men shook hands; "come on in Preston, your just in time for a cup of fresh coffee!" Thank you Grayson, I believe I will take you up on your offer, I left early this morning in a hurry and had little time for any amenities. As they walked toward the table, Grayson’s wife Julie, poured Preston a cup of coffee then began to fix him a breakfast of ham, eggs and hash browns. The two men were so engrossed in conversation they took little notice, until she arrived and laid the plate before him. "O Julie, you didn’t have to do that, you are so kind, but be that as it may, I am a bit hungry, I thank you very much."

Then Preston got down to business; Grayson, the President expects you in his office at 10:30 sharp, and I’ve arranged a staff car to pick you up, you don’t want to be driving your private car to the Whitehouse." Grayson looked at his friend Preston, "you didn’t come all the way over here to give me the time of my appointment and the arrangements for a staff car. What is it you haven’t told me? You’ve always been very perceptive Grayson, no wonder you were assigned to a Special Missions Command; alright then, my inside sources tell me that President Steele wants to set an example, so he will be tough on you and your command."

What does he have planned Preston, replied Grayson, his mind fixed on every word he said; "he’s going to drum you and your men out of the service, and he will not spare you with a private audience. "Why asked Grayson, a reprimand for me I can understand, and I can accept whatever he has in mind, but my men, some of them have invested in a carrier?" Well replied his old friend, it’s not due to anything you or your men have done wrong; after all you didn’t get that chest full of medals for being a slouch. Why then, replied Grayson? Preston looked at Julie, then at Grayson, and responded, "Because quite frankly, he fears you!"

Fears me Preston, what have I done to warrant the President’s fear? "Well, nothing particular, only that you are, shall I say, the best at what you do, and that troubles him very much. No one upon this earth knows of project Golden Eagle, which is the team you call the "Confederate War Eagles." Preston, you can’t be aware of the name Confederate War Eagles? "Grayson, come on now, I’ve been in this business for most of my career, it’s my job to know. But anyhow, now is the time to inform you that after you have lost your commission, and your men discharged, which will be very soon, contact me, I have a very important job."

The two men finished their coffee and their meal; Julie said her goodbyes and the two men walked to the door! It was only a couple of hours later when the staff car arrived in front of his quarters, and Grayson Reynolds was off to face the judgment of his Commander in Chief. Upon arrival the driver showed the gate guard his pass, the guard then glanced down his list, after finding the Admirals name, he saluted and waved the car through. Upon arrival the driver carried out what is expected of him, he walked around the vehicle, opened the door then as the Admiral exited, he saluted and said; "the President, is awaiting your arrival sir."

He had visited the Oval Office before and knew that as he entered, the President’s Private Secretary, would greet him then call on the squawk box and announce his arrival; "Mr. President, Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds has arrived sir." Upon entering the Oval Office he observed immediately that the President and himself were not alone! Also in the room were Secretary of Defense Robert Bates, Secretary of Homeland Security Wynnet Lapaleno as well as a Liberal Mass Media News Team. He decided that come what may, he would do what was proper, so he approached the front of the Presidential desk.

He came to attention, saluted and reported; "Mr. President, Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds reporting as ordered sir!" President Burrell Steele did not respond immediately, but continued writing on a document before him. After a while the President finally stood to his feet, walked around the right side of the desk and approached the Admiral; the two Cabinet Secretaries stood to the left side of the office as you face the door, but said nothing. The news team was busy recording everything for live broadcast, as the President went down a list of grievances against Vice Admiral Reynolds.

The Media Journalist was a man Grayson recognized as a News Anchor named Walter Cordite, who no doubt expected some type of confrontation. The President paced back and forth, then he turned to the Admiral and stated; Vice Admiral Reynolds, I will make this brief, the conduct of your men and yourself in Afghanistan has troubled me, troubled me very much. The President glanced his way, but Grayson could tell he was playing to the television audience. It was finally the Admirals turn to speak, and he did so, "Mr. President, I have faithfully served my country, and I shall not defend my actions, which were completely within the line of duty."

All right then Admiral, so let it be, the military career of your men as well as yourself will come to a close in approximately three days! As for your men, all of them were on the verge of a ‘Bad Conduct Discharge’ in any case, and were only spared due to their extraordinary talents. Your men and yourself will return to disfavor, just as you were in the beginning; that is all Admiral Reynolds. The Admiral, without glancing at the camera, felt like he just had to leave a remark behind, he looked directly into the President’s eyes and stated; "So let it be written, so let it be done."

The Admiral had first heard that statement while watching a movie as a young man, the 1956 version of the Ten Commandments, a story based upon Moses and his confrontation with the mighty Pharaoh of Egypt. Obviously neither the Mass Media Crew nor the President managed to realize the implications of his remarks, so he saluted, turned and headed for the door. Shortly afterward, the President was on nearly every channel giving an interview, based upon his dismissal of Vice admiral Grayson Reynolds and his men. Just as his old friend had indicated he and his men were being chastised and cast aside, for the sake of political expediency!
The Shenandoah Encampment
Saturday 12 February 2011

^{On Thursday evening 23 February, the discharges for his men as well as his own decommissioning had been rushed through, post haste, so Grayson had the man he referred to as Gunny Goth, his top sergeant, call his men together. Arrangements were made for private vehicles, scattered over several hours, to transport the men to a very picturesque hunting site in the Shenandoah. There was a cabin on the property but since it was such a beautiful evening and quite warm for that time of year, the meeting was held outside, around a campfire.}

All the men really knew was that they should not take their discharges to serious, not yet, and they were certain their own trusted Commander, Vice Admiral Reynolds, had made all the necessary arrangements. The men sat around the fire on stumps and logs that had been gathered round about over the years for such an occasion. In the past Scouts and Church groups had been allowed to use the site, thus seating for a sizeable number of people was available. It was quite a distance from Arlington but the men figured the Admiral had his reasons!

At first the men sat around chatting, talking about the normal topics, such as sports, girl friends, wives and families, for some it was an interesting movie they had seen, still for others it was a video game. Finally Marine Gunnery Sergeant Alfred Goth approached and called the men to attention, behind him came three Star Rank Officers. A private named Waverly Williams, could be heard whispering to a friend beside him, "they ain’t got that many stars in the entire Milky Way." His friend Private Martin Garrett smiled and responded; "Something is up, something really big!"

Their own Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds addressed the group first; "Gentlemen, you have been aware since shortly after arriving home that something was in the wind, and your suspicions have been justified. Let me remind each of you that everything we discuss here this evening is top secret. And now, let me introduce to you, a man all of you know well, Vice Admiral Preston Wilcox, who will explain further, why you have been call here. Vice Admiral Wilcox!" The men were by this time, completely attentive as Admiral Wilcox began!

Gentlemen, you are all accustomed to operating under a shroud of secrecy, and all of you are the best at what we do, collectively you might be described as a real live ‘impossible missions’ force.’ Suffice it to say the discharges you think you were given are bogus; they have been used to make you disappear from the radar screen. As far as the public knows, all of us have simply been scattered with the wind, and no longer exist as a command. But in truth, we are merely being buried ever deeper into the world of secrecy; our command is now classified as, beyond top secret.

The men could be heard gasping, howbeit in a very low tone of voice! I am assuming all of you have kept your re-issued black ‘Confederate War Eagle’ uniforms, and soon the weapons and other equipment taken from you, will be returned. Including your ‘Arkansas Toothpicks’ and pocket size bibles, additionally, as of this moment, consider yourselves on battle alert. You will go through a brief training in preparation for a very special mission. Again the men looked at each other, being in a sate of awe, they were accustomed to strange and unusual missions, but what did the Admiral have in mind this time?

Admiral Reynolds then stepped back and Brigadier General Guile McCabe walked out of the shadow and stood before them. Gunny Goth their trusty Marine Gunnery Sergeant again called them to attention, shortly afterward the General then ordered them ‘at ease.’ I am Brigadier General Guile McCabe, a few of you may know me, I am the U.S. Army Provost Marshal, and your mission begins now. The General pointed toward a large clearing in the woods; "in about 15 minutes six very large and special choppers will land, one every 15 minutes, and transport you to a secret location.

He had barely ended his presentation when an exceedingly low whisper could be heard overhead, the General ordered the first squad forward, directing them to stand by near the edge of the clearing. It took hardly more then 15 minutes for each chopper to land, load and take off, finally an hour and a half later the encampment was empty. The men had seen and even rode in state of the art choppers, but these where not only coal black in color and quiet but also stealth. The noise they made was so low on the decimal scale, as they speed away one by one; they simply disappeared without a sound.

Private Waverly Williams and Martin Garrett were in the same chopper, and as soon as they touched down Private Waverly recognized the location, "Martin, we are at the far end of the runway at Andrews Air Force Base. There’s a large jumbo jet about 20 yards away, and its also coal black!" The aircraft had been parked at the farther most area of the runway on a darkened pad. The men were rushed over to the aircraft, which was even bigger then it first appeared from inside the choppers, but without all the amenities of a commercial passenger plane.

Soon the choppers had departed, and their entire Command was onboard this Goliath of an aircraft, and in short order they were taxing down the runway toward some unknown destination. Most of them dozed off for the few hours it took to reach their destination, but were finally awakened by Gunny Goth, "arise and shine" came the familiar command of the Gunny, "its time for us to earn our pay." We found ourselves in the middle of what was obviously a training facility of some kind, but none of us were sure as to where we were, Nevada or perhaps New Mexico.

We roughed it the entire two weeks or so we were at the site, there was a mock town and as well as a building that was suppose to resemble some actual place, but since it was so bland, none of us recognized it for several more days. Finally on the fourth day we were called into a room about the size of a basketball court, and shortly, General Guile McCabe entered the room, followed by our own Admirals Grayson Reynolds and Preston Wilcox. After being called to attention and ordered at ease, we were all directed to gather around a table in the center of the room!

Now stated General McCabe, you will be told of the mystery mission, in which you are about to engage, and I remind you, nothing of what you see or hear will be repeated outside this room. Two privates standing one on each end of the table were ordered to roll the green covering away, and as they did so, it exposed a perfect scaled to size replica of the U.S. Whitehouse in Washington, including the grounds and the surrounding area. The model Whitehouse could be easily disassembled like an erector set, removing the roof then one floor at a time, so as to get a perfect view of the layout.

We went through the procedures line-by-line, moment-by-moment, until the details were memorized, during which time every possible contingency was opened to question, and reviewed. Admiral Reynolds was faithful to this old custom of praying with his troops on a daily basis; however given the conditions of our training he did so before the outset of each day’s schedule. Finally it was what you might call graduation day; we were flown to Langley Air Force Base in Hampton Virginia. The Command’s presence on the base was so secret officially we weren’t there!

Arrest of the Yankee Pharaoh
Saturday 19 February 2011
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Since no known pictures existed of the Confederate War Eagles, the general population was unable to identify any particular person as a member, accept in the case of Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds. Thus a few days liberty was granted so the men could return home to their families, most of them still resided predominantly in Alexandria Virginia. Admiral Reynolds was extremely gifted in avoiding recognition, so he himself returned home for a few days, but nonetheless the critical hour came all to soon. On Friday 18 February the entire Command was moved to a supposedly non-existent bunker beneath Washington D.C. itself.

The underground bunker was originally constructed as a secure place to house the United States Government, and contained only a very minimum amount of space, thus it was deemed inadequate for the numbers involved. Upon completion of a roomier sight in West Virginia, the Washington site had been sealed off and abandoned for more then a decade, until the fall of the Soviet Union in 1989. In 2001 the site was reopened by an inter-service contingent of military top brass. Upon the arrival of Admiral Reynolds and his men, they found it contained all the necessary comforts, including, a recreation room, television and even a library of movies.

As would be expected, separate quarters had been prepared within the bunker for Vice Admiral Reynolds, but the Admiral was not merely relaxing in the usual sense of the word, his thoughts were on the what lay ahead, and the nature of their mission. He browsed through the pages of his Bible, not knowing for sure what it was that he was looking for, when the Lord came to him verbally. "Admiral Reynolds, Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds", the Admiral looked about his quarters and saw no one; then the source of the voice calling came to him became clear. "It is I Lord, they humble servant, what would you have me to do Lord!"

"I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye." The Admiral bowed upon one knee, as he had done so many times in prayer, knowing that it was the Lord God that had spoken unto him. He recalled the verse of Scripture as being Psalms 32:8, and he cried out unto the Lord in prayer and spoke, "By the word of the Lord were the heavens made; and all the hosts of them by the breath of his mouth." {Psalms 33:6}. As he arose from praying he knew within himself, that what he was about to do, must be done, for in this case, the Lord God Himself, hath willed it to be so.

The men spent the remainder of Friday evening settling in and getting acquainted with their new surrounding, knowing they had only one day until the big event, but then they were quite accustomed to such things, it was the sum total of their entire adult lives. The men knew they couldn’t go above ground and be seen about town, so they made the best of their circumstances. But finally it was 8:00 P.M. and to a man they were battle ready, as they assembled in a large open room, the room being originally designed for the House of Representatives, but now standing vacant. The time had come to move to their missions jumping off locations!

The job had to be done in lightening speed, and at best they probably had maybe 20 minutes inside the Whitehouse, the President had scheduled a late evening conference in the Cabinet Room, only the Secretary of State was absent. In the Conference Room the discussion rotated semi-clockwise around the table, beginning with the President! The topic was ‘degenerating conditions in Afghanistan’, whether or not withdrawal of our troops would be possible. Secretary of Defense Bates followed up the Presidents remarks, then around the table to Secretary of Homeland Security Lapaleno who sat next to the President’s on his right side.

Then the President turned the subject in a different direction, the question of how to deal with the Conservative surge? "Well Mr. President, replied Secretary of the Defense Lapaleno! Congress is now in the hands of the opposition, so it is unlikely we will get passed any of our legislation, which we need. Therefore codifying the ‘Fairness Doctrine’ into law simply is not going to happen, but you still have Executive Powers, including attaching additional regulations onto existing law. As the President was making a reply, a noise was heard coming from outside on the Whitehouse lawn!

President Steele himself arose from his seat, walked over and took a look; not to worry, it just one of our choppers landing, I had called for an exercise, given the fear of security breaches. However just as the President was returning to his seat at the head of the table, black uniformed Special Missions Forces dropped from the sky and surrounded the Whitehouse. The entire grounds were now secured as a black ‘Military Staff Car’ was waived through the gate. Just then the President’s Security Advisor Nathan Gavin entered the Cabinet Room; Mr. President he started to say, only to be interrupted by commotion from the hallway.

A dozen well-armed members of the Special Missions Force, which had been disbanded and dismissed from the service, a little under three weeks ago, entered the room, and surrounded the President and his Cabinet. "What is this, commanded the President as he arose from his seat, no one invited you people here?" The men remained silent, saying nothing, while holding their weapons at the ready! The entire Cabinet by now stood in bewilderment, and the term ‘Shock and Awe’ now took on an entirely new meaning! Just then Brigadier General Guile McCabe, the Provost Marshal and Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds, entered the room.

The Admiral approached the President, "perhaps Mr. President, you recall those portions of the Declaration of Independence, which state that all men are ‘endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights’ as well as ‘whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or abolish it’. Maybe by chance you recall that the United States Constitution begins with ‘WE THE PEOPLE’, which you and yours have re-interpreted to mean ‘WE THE GOVERNMENT’." President Steele was visibly angered by this time; what’s all this about, Admiral, I could have you arrested for this?

Just then the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, General William Murray entered; "I think not Mr. President, somehow in the forgotten recesses of your mind you might recall the Oath of Office you took, which included the phrase ‘protect and defend the Constitution of the United States’? Well, I assure you, we remember our ‘, where it states, to ‘protect and defend’, which also includes the phase, ‘against all enemies both foreign and domestic’!" Brigadier General Guile McCabe then stepped forward, "you are all arrested for usurpation of power and violation of the unalienable rights of ‘we the people’, along with numerous others.

While they were speaking Marine Gunnery Sergeant Alfred Goth entered the Office, saluting those officers present, he then looked at Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds, "the grounds are secure and the press room has been cleared, sir." Brigadier General McCabe looked first at the President, then at Gunny Goth, take them all away Sergeant! The Admiral looked into the eyes of President Steele, "The Lord God hath rent the kingdom from thee this day sir, and hath restored unto the people, the Grand Ole Republic, in its stead. Two brother nations shall henceforth stand side by side in peace, the United States and the Confederates States!

All those present remained silent as Vice Admiral Grayson Reynolds presented what amounted to ‘non-negotiable’ terms to the President of the United States, from the Almighty God Himself! Once the Admiral had finished, the Gunny approached, "Shall I cuff them, responded Marine Gunnery Sergeant Alfred Goth", holding ‘band type’ cuffs in his hand? The two men looked at the President and his Cabinet then at each other, no Gunny, I don’t think it is necessary. As the President was being escorted away, he kept demanding of his captures, this is not possible in the United States!

The entire event took place so quietly; the public did not even realize until the much later, that President Burrell Steele and his entire Cabinet had been arrested. The Supreme Court, the House of Representatives and the Senate were in secession by 8:00 A.M. the next morning, when Brigadier General Guile McCabe, back up by numbers Star Rank Officers from the Army, Navy, Marines and Air Force appeared on television and radio, explaining the events of the night before. In the meantime an emergency Joint Secession of the Congress was called, which included the Supreme Court, whereupon Vice Admiral Preston Wilcox would address them.

The Sergeant at Arms called out just as he had for everyone and anyone entering the chamber, "Mr. President, Vice Admiral Preston Wilcox." The Admiral then entered the chamber and walked down the isle, accompanied by Army and Marine Corps Guards, the entire chamber then rose to their feet, but this time it was more out of astonishment. The Admiral reached the front section of the Chamber and climbed onto the platform, where the Senate Majority Leader George Mansfield greeted him. Senator Mansfield stood in the stead of the President of the Senate, which normally would be the Vice President
                

While events were unfolding, Secret Service Agents were seen entering the chamber by every entrance, including the gallery! As quickly as Vice Admiral Preston Wilcox reached the podium, he called for the Speaker of the House of Representatives along with the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court. Both men looked about then at each other, finally they stood to their feet and headed toward the podium, not certain as to what was the purpose of their being called upon. All three men being assembled on the podium, Vice Admiral Wilcox addressed the assembly in general as well as two men standing beside him, in particular.

"According to the 25th Amendment and the laws of this nation, the Office of President and Vice President both having also been vacated simultaneously, the torch now passes to the Speaker of the House, the Honorable, John Bernard. Those who erroneously concluded that a ‘Military Coup d’tat’ has taken place are mistaken! We have merely reset the course of the Grand Ole Republic! Let this be a warning to all three of our branches of government, the age of Imperial Rule is over, henceforth State Sovereignty over all domestic affairs within the borders of the several States, is hereby restored.
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God save the Confederacy

The Big Black River

The following story was written in the mid-1990's, so the dates in the first part, were yet future when written.
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History is not an absolute, but cause and effect: Change the cause and you alter the effect. What if a single decision or battle had went the other way? Perhaps an election had turned out differently! We as individuals are capable of altering the future course of history by our activism, or lack thereof. Imagine with us for a moment, certain historical events had indeed taken an alternate course. Some might conclude that our history, heritage, culture and nationhood having been suppressed and culturally cleansed; it is only natural for events to swing completely in the opposite direction. While others will maintain that a gradual process has been underway since the surrender our Confederate Armies. Regardless of one’s feelings it is apparent that under a liberated and independent Confederate States of America the heroes of our past would be respectfully honored. In any case Confederate Fiction allows us to dream and envision victory; otherwise "where there is no vision, the people parish." {Proverbs 29:18}
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Tuesday 15 May 2007

While the 144th anniversary of the surrender of the Army of Northern Virginia at Appomattox Courthouse was destined to come and go with little notice by the vast majority, there were a few who very vividly remembered this critical date in history. A group of scientist had created a private laboratory made possible by the generous donation of an aging billionaire named Joseph 'Joe' Buchanan who had always had an interest in science fiction time travel movies. His interest had followed him into adulthood and culminated in his asking a most serious question! Quite simply the generous billionaire wanted to know if time travel was possible or is it in reality no more then a fascination of science fiction buffs.

It had been ten years now since the private laboratory was opened for business and the prestigious team of scientist began by gathering whatever information could be gleaned on the topic of time travel, scientific theories, known research as well as the famous Philadelphia Project, which the U.S. Navy has always denied having existed. The Big Black River Project as it came to be known, did not wish to attract attention so the research was conducted under the guise of studying space phenomenon such as worm holes and black holes, as they effect the environment of the earth. The research finally came down to the concept of creating a kind of artificial warp through the use of a high intensity electro-magnetic field.

It appeared the concept may very well be possible, if the field was strong enough and sufficiently concentrated! If the research proved successful, measures would need to be taken in order to protect the information, least unscrupulous individuals attempted to alter history to their liking. Therefore being scripted in a very rare and all but extinct language and dialect of a little known people protected the formulas. Additionally the formulas were woven into the fabric of a short fable, which correlated, with a minutely investigated portion of their history. The keys to the formula was would be entrusted to two men, both who were of like mind as the scientists and known to be trustworthy; only they would know.

None-the-less after so many years the elderly Joe Buchanan was quietly taken to an extra secure office at the research lavatories, which he had financed so many years before. Doctor Waverly Buckner, the senior scientist, addressed the elderly billionaire in a meeting late in the evening! Mr. Buchanan, you have been extremely kind as to grant the funding we have so desperately needed over all these years and you have done so without any legal entanglements or restrictions. You've made only a single request, which was presented to us verbally; "Is time travel possible or is it merely the fascination of science fiction buffs?" We are please to report the result to you; time travel is indeed possible!

Mr. Joe Buchanan trembled with anticipation; "You’re saying that you can actually move a person or object through time?" Yes sir, answered Doctor Buckner, not only through time but also through space. Then I wish to have a test made if possible; "Pick one among you along with myself, and we shall travel to the one place which cannot be staged, which is 22 November 1963 in Dallas Texas. I wish to appear in the famous parking lot along the John Kennedy parade route and we shall see once and for all if there was a second shooter. Place us in a location where we will be inconspicuous, least we ourselves fall victim to an assassination."

The second most senior scientist was chosen; a Doctor Jeremy Johnston, so the men were escorted into a large secure back room where the test model of the time chamber was located. The two men being reasonably dressed even for early 1963 found no reason to change their clothing and stepped into the chamber. Moments later they found themselves exactly where Doctor Buchanan had requested; it was 15 minutes before the Presidential convoy would pass their location. The two men quietly looked around; they could see the crowds lining parade route but no gunman could be spotted in the parking lot where they had arrived by traveling backward in time.

They both walked down toward the sidewalk and looked up at the well-known ‘School Book Depository Building’ and Harvey Oswald could be vaguely spotted in the window, even from this distance. The Presidential Parade approached and the shots rang out, now these two men had been witnesses to a history-altering event caused by a single gunman. One of the men had looked back toward the parking lot while the other at the building window. There was no second gunman; but Doctor Jeremy Johnston now knew that they had an historic date with a firebug war criminal known as William Tecumseh Sherman. He would return to the laboratory and begin to make plans!

Saturday 2 June 2007

A meeting was called for Saturday evening a few weeks later for a private celebration of the birth of Jefferson Davis, born on 3 June 1808 in Christian County {now Todd} Kentucky. There was the usual fair of hot dogs, beans, fried potatoes, coke, coffee, milk, ice cream and cake. The cake had the design of a Confederate Battle Flag and the glasses were all decorated with various Confederate banners and logos, including paper plates bearing the likeness of Jefferson Davis himself. It was obvious this scholar was no Yankee! Anyhow the crowed was already gathered when my wife and I arrived at the Waverly Buckner home on a pleasant evening at the outskirts of Jackson Mississippi.

After handshakes, pleasantries and casual conversation for nearly forty-five minutes, along with everything a person could possibly want to eat or drink, Doctor Buckner exited the house onto the patio and called everyone to attention. "I've called all of you folks here in behalf of Joe Buchanan, not only that we might celebrate the birth of our beloved President Jefferson Davis and to enjoy a little fellowship among friends, but in order to make the most important announcement since the firing on Fort Sumter. However, rather then give you a long lecture, which professors are want to do, I will demonstrate a piece of new technology which you have never seen before."

Doctor Buckner then walked over to a gentleman known to have portrayed General Robert E. Lee many time at historic re-enactments; "I see you wear a wrist watch, allow me to trade with you for a moment, if you don't mind." The man removed his watch and swapped with the professor; the watch now on the man's wrist looked somewhat different but not unlike a typical watches, perhaps a bit larger. The professor then clicked something on his own watch and the man disappeared completely; shortly after another click he reappeared approximately fifty feet away and outside the circle of the crowd. Everyone was awe struck and could be over heard speaking in low tones, asking what had happened.

This gentleman has not been beamed up by the Star Ship Enterprise, but simply moved in time and space! When he disappeared he was only moving across time and space in order reappear in his present location. I could just as easily have deposited him in the middle ages or in a future time; however our mission is to journey backward in time to 1863 in order to keep an appointment with General William Tecumseh Sherman. Each of you was chosen because of your sincerely expressed the opinion that the wrong side had won what the Yankees refer to as the Civil War. Those of you who choose to join our project are welcome to remain; everyone else will be thanked for your sincere kindness and asked to depart at this time. Your individual choice will be honored and no one will be thought of in any other manner, then as a trusted friend!

A discussion went on for several moments between couples and friends standing nearby until finally it became obvious everyone was prepared to participate. "Alright then" spoke up Doctor Buckner; "Every aspect of each of your backgrounds have been investigated, it is critical for there to be a bond and a trust between us, that everything regarding this project is to be considered 'above top secret' and guarded with your life if necessary. If anyone finds they cannot agree to these terms, kindly depart now as a cherished friend, inasmuch as beyond this point, there is no way to change the decision you have made. There will be approximately a fifteen minute break while we continue our refreshments; after which the plan will be revealed.

"My wife and I looked at each other and made a few remarks then turned to a couple standing nearby which we had known for half of our adult life. John Scott and his wife Jeanne look at us with a look of amazement; this man is serious and he has demonstrated he can do exactly what he says. Taking the men back in time is understandable, but why the women and children? Another gentleman name George Jamison turned our way and replied to the question; perhaps it is because once we travel back in time, the world we now know will no longer exist, therefore taking our wives, children or in some cases girl friends, is necessary. We're going on a one-way trip; we have all complained that the wrong side won the war, now we have the opportunity to go back and make sure the right side wins.

Doctor Waverly Buckner stepped out of the crowd and again addressed the gathering; "Alright may I have your attention! We have twelve people in the crowd, many of you may not know these men, but they are the best in their respective fields of endeavor. After giving a motion with his hands the twelve stepped out of the crowd and lined up in front of Doctor Buckner, who was then standing of the step leading from the lower patio to the entrance landing to the house. The professor began to introduce each of them; a historian as well as several who are experts in period weapons, modern weapons, provisions, war strategist and a half dozen more. Among them was an individual who knows precisely, the lay of the land during that period of time!

Friday 8 June 2007

The meeting adjourned but was resumed six days later when the professor revealed that he had begun the process of recruiting, training and arming 100,000 men for a very special army which would be transported backward in time. The process was possible because of the techniques used and the personnel chosen, who needed very little training, save for updates and the introduction of more modern versions of weapons familiar to them. The process of transporting the necessary supplies, ammunition and other necessities back in time was already underway, much of which had already been accomplished. The professor being such a genius was quite able to make sure everything was secured; it would be fool hearty to allow anything to be discovered by those living in that particular time period.

The second meeting consisted of explaining what we would face upon arrival, the differences in the world of the Confederacy at war and that of today; a list of essential items to take with us as well as the mode of dress for civilians was provided. Many of these items could be obtained through a supply system the professor had provided or else though ‘Sutleries’ whose address was listed. We were advised as to what technology we could and could not take with us into the past, since if discovered we would cause more difficulties some items might be worth. It would be absolutely impossible to reveille to anyone living back then; that we had came from what they would perceive as the distant future.

The horses which would be necessary were another item, since a fifth of the 100,000 would be cavalrymen the horses were corralled in various places; Canada, Mexico and on several open rages in the western states. They could be transported back in time from any given location; the saddles and other accruements were designed to appear as though they were period made, but in actuality were updated using modern techniques. The most modern update of the famous AK-47 rifle was chosen but with modifications, and each soldier was issued a Bowie Knife with the appropriate sheath.

There were a few items selected and laid out in the form of modern field pack, among these were a variety of items picked particularly for the conditions they in which we would face. Among the issues discussed would be economic and cultural shock; women did not wear Levis, slacks, shorts, halters or the like. If we were to travel back in time and alter history, we would need to adjust ourselves to conditions, as they existed, rather expect to change society so it will comply with our modern customs. Another item was to ensure that each family had suitable housing and was able to fit into the community without being suspected. This meant scattering the families of our soldiers, many of who chose to wait out the war in Canada, Brazil or even Europe.

There were some things, which were permitted; information would be transported back in time whereby after the war many of us could come together in order to technologically advance society gradually. The idea was to ensure the Confederacy remained years ahead in their technological advancement, for the sake of their own survival purposes. The months seem to race by quickly since we were busy preparing, some among our numbers considered carefully the world we were leaving behind and realized that while we were giving up so many modern comforts, we would be given the rare privilege of helping to build a nation. We all were of one mind in respect to believing the wrong side had won the war, and we were traveling back in time in order to remedy that situation forever.

Wednesday 1 April 2009

The final meeting was called a week before the scheduled departure date for a few last minutes updates, including our meeting the Generals of what would constitute five separate Confederate Armies numbering 20,000 troops apiece, each under the command of a general having combat experience. The meeting was not a full-blown party or patio extravaganza like the earlier gathering; instead we all shared cold cuts, coffee or soft drinks. It was at this meeting we would be introduced to the General Staff as well as their own next lower echelon in the chain of command. Surprisingly all of these men were real generals, many of who had retired in the recent years.

Many of us recognized a number of them as heroes in their own right and more then capable of commanding troops in the field. None of us had any idea as to how Doctor Waverly Buckner had so masterfully put together the finest fighting force the world had ever seen, but when his twelve member brain trust was considered, one could understand how it was done. Doctor Buckner then called everyone to attention once more and announced this would be our final meeting before departing on our journey. May I have your attention, called out Doctor Buckner; it is my distinct privilege to introduce you to the man who has made all this possible; the Most Honorable Mr. Joseph 'Joe' Buchanan.

Mr. Buckner exited the house where he had been relaxing due to his extreme age and stood before those congregated before him. Ladies and gentlemen, I am probably unknown to most if not all of you gathered here today. My age is not significant factor but none-the-less I am 86 years old and you might have wondered what interest a billionaire might have, in what has become know as the Big Black River Project. Well, my great grandfather was a young man serving under General John Clifford Pemberton. He was granted a week leave due to a mild case of dispensary when he was captured by General Sherman’s advance guard in our ancestral home in Jackson Mississippi!

After a severe interrogation and deprivation he was shot as a spy, even though his reason for being out of uniform was explained. I made it my life work to vindicate my great grandfather's honor if at all possible; I could not have imagined I’d be granted the privilege of doing so in person. I have but one request and one only, the rest will be left to these honorable men who have been appointed to command. My request is that should the Almighty God give me a while longer to live; bring General William Tecumseh Sherman before me bound in ankle and wrist chains. For the vindication of our just cause, I gladly give my life, my fortune and my sacred honor!

Once justice is meted out to him, I shall go the way of my forefather in peace and within the jurisdiction of my own nation, the Confederate States of America. Each of our commanders has been issued the appropriate ankle and wrist chains for this purpose. These things being accomplished with honor, I will depart this life in a state of poverty, yet I will be able to say, "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, and I have kept the faith." The old senior Confederate States patriot said his good byes for the evening, turned and went back inside. As he departed he turned his head to the side ever so slightly, in recognition of the thunderous applause rendered to him.

Doctor Waverly Buckner stepped forward once again and began to speak after the people had quieted down; Let me reiterate what has been mentioned to you before. After we have arrived in the past we will be in a war time situation; the chain of command will be in effect which begins with Mr. Joseph 'Joe' Buchanan, then myself Doctor Waverly Buckner, afterward the Chiefs of Staff under the command of Major General Robert Sullivan who in turn has five Major Generals on his staff, each commanding 20,000 troops. Our mission is to let the credit for any and all victories for which we are responsible, if possible, to fall upon those historically known Confederate Generals rather then ourselves.

Ultimately we report to President Jefferson Davis as our Commander in Chief, however since theoretically he should not be aware of our presence, that part of our Confederate Military Oath of Allegiance will not come into play unless and until we are discovered. Let it be known, once we begin our journey, the world we now know will simply not exist, therefore as military men, we will obey our oath of allegiance and obey the orders of our one and only Commander in Chief, the Honorable Jefferson Davis. If you are captured you may give your name and rank; that is all you may reveille! You will eventually come into contact with other Confederates of that time period, be careful what you say and don't be caught in a verbal trap.

Additionally it is my personal order to all of our commanders, Mr. Joe Buchanan's wish will be granted, we will deliver General Sherman to him bound in chains; added to that list will be Major Generals Benjamin F. Butler and Phillip H. Sheridan. Also every effort will be made by special teams to capture President Abraham Lincoln and have him turned over to Confederate States authorities. In his case for diplomatic reasons President Lincoln will be afforded the normal courtesies granted a captured head of state during time of war. The principle in seeking the capture of Abraham Lincoln is to shorten the war if possible. Lastly, after we make our first move against the enemy, all of history is altered!

Thursday 9 April 2009

The last week passed quickly and we all found ourselves reporting to our assigned locations which were based upon districts within the continental States; Hawaii and Alaska were treated as a separate and district until themselves, since they are so far removed from each other as well as the mainland. Once the journey began, we had purposely arrived so that two corps or 40,000 men were sent to Virginia in order to help trap the Army of the Potomac; two corps was sent to Tennessee in order to neutralize the federals in Kentucky and Tennessee. The remaining two corps found 5,000 troops located west of the Big Black River with 2,500 at each flank of General Pemberton’s Confederates.

The other 15,000 was positioned so that 5,000 each would be located on both flanks of General Grants Federal Army on the east side of the river and an additional 5,000 to General Grant’s rear. Couriers disguised as Confederates from that period of time were sent to inform General Joseph E. Johnston of the possible entrapment of the federals and our plans to move as a combined force against General Sherman. It was found there was no option but to inform General Johnston, least he approach the area totally unaware of the conditions he would face.

Friday 15 May 1863

Again General Ulysses S. Grant's army was position east of Vicksburg with Confederate General John Clifford Pemberton own army only four miles away, on the opposite side of the Big Black River. Pemberton hoped to link up with a full division of his forces then cut off by General Grant, since this was not deemed possible, they would join General Joseph E. Johnston's Corps who was even then approaching the area. General William Tecumseh Sherman's own army is at this point in history positioned north of Vicksburg; Yankee General McPherson would soon move into the middle position thereby beginning a siege of Vicksburg by Monday 18 May.

This was the cause for which our own troops came to this area, thereby positioning ourselves so as to block Grant from besieging Vicksburg, also denying him an avenue of retreat in the process. General Grant's own strategy was to block Pemberton from uniting with his other division and relieving Vicksburg, however he would soon be surprised to find himself entrapped against the Big Black River. While the other half of our own army positioned itself both north and south of General Sherman's, thereby leaving him few options. This would leave General McPherson standing alone between the two entrapped armies of Grant and Sherman.

General McPherson's only chance of possible relief was a Federal Brigade positioned in Jackson for to destroy Confederate supplies, which was unlikely to be able to reach him in time, even if by chance penetrating Confederate lines was somehow possible. Both Grant and Sherman soon became aware of additional Confederate Forces encircling their respective positions, but could never have imagined the extent of their firepower. While these two Union Generals had not at this point linked up, they had both came to the conclusion that at the very least, these additional Confederate troops meant only a delay in their ultimate strategy of a siege against Vicksburg, allowing the Union could Control the Mississippi River.

Monday 18 May 1863

Our time traveling armies which were becoming known as the 21st Mississippi after the century and State of our origin had arrived late Friday afternoon and soon realized our troops were facing a phenomenon similar to Jet Lag. We therefore put off our attack plans for the weekend so as to allow time for adjusting to new surroundings. It did not prove too difficult to lay low for a while, at the same time keeping an eye on the two Union Generals located not far away; low key liaisons with Generals Pemberton and Joseph E. Johnston had convinced them to use the time to maneuver or prepared more carefully for the inevitable battle to come. The Yankees were also quite content to use the time for preparation, since they'd become aware of our presence by this time!

Mr. Joseph ’Joe’ Buchanan wanting to be near the location of a likely battle between the 21st Mississippi and those of General Sherman, decided to establish a residence in Vicksburg, just to the south of Sherman’s location. While Mr. Buchanan was quite naturally aware of our presence between Sherman and Vicksburg, others in town were expecting an unwelcome visit from both Grant and Sherman. The week end passed with a calm sense of dread in the air at what the future may hold; would Vicksburg remain in Confederate hands or find itself an occupied city? The local residence had been up to now, totally unaware of the growing Confederate Forces, but all that was about to change.

It was 5:00 A.M. Monday morning when the guns of the combined Confederate Forces of the 21st Mississippi, as well as Generals John C. Pemberton and Joseph E. Johnston opened up against both Grant along the Big Black River and Sherman located north of Vicksburg. Grants position along the river now subjected him to fire from every direction. He could not retreat across the river, since in any case he couldn’t even approach the bridge due to the barrage of artillery bounding the area. After approximately an hour and a half of constant bombardment, a temporary truce was called and a messenger under a flag of truce was sent into General Grant’s encampment suggesting he consider the possibility of surrender; the option was certain annihilation.

General McPherson had two options; come to the aide of General Grant along the Big Black River or else General Sherman north of Vicksburg; he chose Sherman since his scouts had reported the Confederate entrapping Sherman were fewer in number. The general believed he could route the Confederates north of Vicksburg, afterward their combined forces could then move toward the Big Black River and relieve Grant. Union General McPherson's assumption was technically correct; however he had no way of knowing the firepower of the Confederate Forces. At the same time as the guns opened up against General Grants Federals, they also opened up against the now combined forces of Generals Sherman and McPherson.

The two Yankee Generals stubbornly held out for three hours believing their surrender would mean the permanent loss of the entire trans-Mississippi area; afterward Alabama, Tennessee, Louisiana and Arkansas would be lost. None-the-less at 8:15 A.M. the guns fell silent and the Confederates soon found Yankee messengers entering their encampments under a flag of truce. It was decided that Generals Joseph E. Johnston and John C. Pemberton would jointly decide the terms and accept the surrender of General Ulysses S. Grant's Army. While at the same time the 21 Mississippi would dictate terms to Generals Sherman and McPherson.

The surrender of General Sherman was quite different then the others; the names of several of his officers who had been involved in atrocities was checked against those surrendering and the guilty taken into custody, later to face their accusers in a court of law. The general himself would face a jury made up of the surviving women of Vicksburg, Jackson and the surrounding area. But first he would face Mr. Joseph 'Joe' Buchanan who was brought to the encampment north of Vicksburg in the afternoon of the surrender. As Mr. Buchanan came near the Confederates snapped to attention out of respect; Doctor Waverly Buckner and Lieutenant General Robert Sullivan then greeted him.

The three men went inside the command tent were General William Tecumseh Sherman who was even then in chains just as Mr. Buckner had directed; upon the three men entering Sherman was order to stand. The old and tired Joe Buchanan walk up directly in front of General Sherman and began to speak; "you don't know me general, but I am here to make certain you face the justice you richly deserve. You will learn the difference between an honorable warrior and a war criminal; and you shall do so at the hands of the women who have been violated under your command. You have justified your barbarity by saying 'this is war' and 'you were only following orders.' Others will use that same justification and slaughter over six millions of innocent people!" The elderly Buchanan then order his general to take him away!

Wednesday 27 May 1863

Early Tuesday 19 May 1863 morning General William Tecumseh Sherman and his compatriot war criminals was paraded through Vicksburg in chains and delivered to the county Sheriff. The trial would take place less then 24 yours later on Wednesday before a jury of twelve and a judge, all made up the very women who had been raped, robbed and burned out of their homes by fire bug Sherman and his cohorts. The trial lasted three hours, the same length of time it had taken to gain his surrender. General Sherman was found guilty on multiple charges ranging from mass murder, rape, burglary and house breaking. But there were a couple of charges new to this generation, War Crimes and Crimes against Humanity!

The court finally returned with a sentence against Sherman and the other officers; they would face an assembly of women who would carry out a sentence of execution in such a manner as was found to be appropriate to their crimes. On the afternoon of the same day 23 women assembled out side of town and beat General Sherman and his officers were hanged in the manner of criminals. One lady in attendance stated; it was a horrible thing that we had done, but these men deserved what happened to them. They weren't Military Officers, but degenerates and despots of the worst kind! As ordered by the court, these men would be stripped of their military rank insignias and buried minus any names, with only the date as well as their evil deeds to mark their passing.

News of the execution of General Sherman and several of his officers spread rapidly across the Confederacy relighting the fires of resistance to Yankee Aggression. Guerrilla Bands were formed in many communities to hunt down Yankees guilty of similar crimes; many of these actions included the use of snipers making use of the tactics of striking a target, then disappearing into the darkness. Among the Union Generals brought down during this period were Major Generals William F. Butler and Phillip Sheridan. Doctor Waverly Buckner after hearing of the manner of their death concluded that Sheridan had obviously been suffixation by plastic brought back from the 21st century.

General Butler’s case appeared entirely different; Doctor Buckner expressed his belief that a pillow or some other similar object being place over his face suffocated him. Therefore it was assumed that members of the 21st Mississippi of Virginia had assassinated General Sheridan while locals in New Orleans took down General Butler in all likelihood. In any case it appeared someone was doing some of the work for which we had come back in time. In Washington DC President Lincoln no doubt lost plenty of sleep as a result of so much bad news coming his way. He was quoted as saying during an early morning cabinet meeting that "if we cannot manage to turn this around, we will certainly loose this war."

Monday 8 June 1863

Conditions were quite different in the Capital of the Confederacy at Richmond Virginia; President Jefferson Davis and his staff were elated at the pleasant but sudden turn of events. Word was slowly coming in from Tennessee that Union General Thomas had changed his strategy and was now in a defensive mode, attempting to avoid the same fate, which had befallen Grant and Sherman. Most of Tennessee and Kentucky was now in Confederate hands with only a scattered few areas of Union resistance. In Virginia the out fringe commands of the Union Forces had already been neutralized, with only the Army of the Potomac under Major General Joseph Hooker still on the loose.

Already General Stonewall Jackson had moved northwest into Western Virginia in an attempt to break the Union hold on these wayward Virginia Counties. General Jackson had avoided nearly being shot by his own troops upon returning to his own lines; a rescue of Jackson from a near disaster was the work of three unknown Confederate Soldiers who arrived just in time to prevent the fatal shots from being fired. General Robert E. Lee decided it was time to increase President Lincoln worries, so he ordered General James Longstreet to encircle Washington. He was not to attack Washington at this time but isolate the city by cutting off their supply lines wherever possible.

Lee after taking into consideration the extra firepower of the newly discovered 21st Mississippi decided he could manage General Hooker alone, particularly with Generals Ewell and J.E.B. Stewart added to the scenario they had managed to corner the Army of the Potomac at Curlpaper Courthouse. On Tuesday General Hooker sent a courier under a flag of truce to Lee's Headquarters, seeking to know under what terms he would accept the surrender of his Army of the Potomac. General Hooker's surrender of the Army of the Potomac was yet another blow to Abraham Lincoln, which came ‘on the heals’ of Stonewall Jackson's drive through the State know to the Federals as West Virginia.

Bobby Lee was anxious to bring this war to a close; in his opinion far too much blood had been shed on both sides, still it was his duty to defend his country and ensure its independence. He believed he could achieve both of these objectives by moving against Washington DC and forcing Abraham Lincoln to accept terms favorable to the Confederacy. He sat down in his Headquarters Tent and wrote a note to General Jackson who appeared to be making considerable gains of his own in Western Virginia. He directed that "if conditions permitted, bring his army and meet me on the evening of 30 June in Springdale Maryland, which is a community just north of Washington.

Tuesday 30 June 1863

President Lincoln paced back and forth in his office waiting for whatever news could be gleaned; his Secretary of War, Chief of Staff and a host of others including Congressional Leaders were at his door of his office at dawn. Lincoln had arisen early, since it was impossible to sleep knowing troops under General Lee had been pouring across the Potomac for several days. General Longstreet's Corps had been roaming around Maryland for weeks stirring up problems and the Confederate Armies, including the Army of Northern Virginia, had been growing in size for a month or more. And this new army called the 21st Mississippi, where did it come from and how did they obtain these astonishing weapons?

Secretary of War Edwin M. Stanton was among the chief spokesman and represented the sentiments of everyone. Mr. President, three months ago we had every reason to believe victory was ours; now we have Bobby Lee knocking at our gate. He brings with him an army that has grown with every passing mile since mid-April, while all we have is 60,000 garrison troops having never fired their weapons in anger. All of us realize who Lee is coming for; it is you Mr. President and nothing upon this earth will keep him from his purpose. Additionally the opportunities for evacuation have likely expired! Lincoln walked a few paces, and then urged everyone to give their assessment as well as any suggestions for solving their dilemma.

The best assessment is that we cannot win; correct me if I happen to be incorrect gentlemen! When no answer came Lincoln then continued; what course of action is recommended? We have at least 200,000 battle-hardened troops of General Robert E. Lee's invincible army surrounding this city. Reports tell us that Colonel John Singleton Mosby has been re-enforced by elements of the 21st Mississippi, and have guaranteed there will be no escape down river. Major General Henry W. Halleck spoke up at this point; Mr. President, at your order these green garrison troops will defend the city to the last man, but quite frankly those gray coats will be charging down Pennsylvania Avenue within an hour after the first shots are fired.

Secretary of State Stanton broke into the conversation; My apologies Mr. President for being so bold but we did bring this war upon ourselves by coaxing the Confederates to fire on Fort Sumter, when we could easily have negotiated with Jefferson Davis, we refused to even speak to him. We like to the cute little phrase 'manifest destiny' and in my humble opinion this situation has been our manifest destiny since Fort Sumter. My recommendation is that we do now what we should have done from the beginning; talk to these people. I'd recommend sending a messenger under a flag of truce, seeking under what terms Bobby Lee would consider ending this war. I have a strong hunch they'll be more then ready, at the very least, to order a cease-fire!

Lincoln commenced his pacing the floor for a moment, and then replied; "Get me a veteran private with real combat experience, now!" We have such a person outside the door awaiting your orders; by your leave Mr. President, I will invite him in so you can speak to him. General Henry W. Halleck then opened the President's office door and invited the private into the room, who was even then snapping to attention. Lincoln looked hard at the man; tell me private; where have you fought? "Sir, I was in General Sherman's Army as a forward scout when the surrender came; I was unaware of the surrender at the time and escaped into Alabama, and ultimately was ordered here to Washington."

The President then sat down at his desk and wrote a note addressed to General Robert E. Lee, General Commanding, Army of Northern Virginia. "General Lee, it appears the fortunes of war have placed this Union in an untenable position. Under what conditions would you consider forestalling this battle and ending the war?" Lincoln then stood to his feet, turned to the private and handed him the now sealed envelope; "This man, order Lincoln, will be given a fresh mount and instructions as to the location of General Lee's Headquarters, make sure he carries a white flag of truce large enough to be seen from a distance. You are ordered to deliver this message to General Lee himself only, and wait for any possible reply."

Wednesday 1 July 1863

General Lee had called a war counsel at 4:00 P.M. on Tuesday 30 June, once it was apparent that all of his generals had their armies in place; among his generals present were: James Longstreet, Richard S. Ewell, J.E.B. Stuart, Thomas J. 'Stonewall' Jackson and Robert Sullivan of the 21 Mississippi were in attendance. Plans were being laid for opening fire on the Federal Capital at sunrise the following morning of 1 July, unless there was some unforeseen circumstance. Everyone got the unmistakable impression that General Lee was hoping it wouldn't be necessary, but he would do so in order to achieve his goal of ending this war, in favor of Confederate Independence.

Lee and his staff had just finished their war council when a commotion was heard outside his Headquarters Tent; a guard on duty at the time stepped inside and stated; "General Lee sir, there's a Yankee Courier outside with a message for you from President Lincoln. He says he is under strict orders to deliver it only to General Lee personally." General Lee then stepped forward, stood near the young Confederate Private, "by all means do have him come in and deliver his message." The anticipation in the air was so thick it could be cut with a knife; whispers could be dimly heard; "maybe Lincoln wants to give it up ... perhaps he's ready to stop the war."

The Yankee Private was escorted into the tent and immediately spotting General Lee, he then walked cautiously toward him, reached out and handed the envelope to Confederate General Robert E. Lee. Lee then asked the private "have you been given further instructions or will you be returning immediately to your own lines?" The private spoke up; "I've been ordered to wait for any possible reply on your part, General Lee." The general then directed the Yankee Private to wait outside the tent, while he looked over the contents of the message. Looking at his own Confederate Guard he ordered him to 'make our guest comfortable!’

The two men having departed, General Lee slowly opened the envelope and began to read, first in silence, and then he read it aloud. General Ewell was the first to speak; "He wants to give it up ... you will of course take him up on his offer, will you not General Lee?" The others joined in as one by one every officer had his say, accept General Sullivan. Lee looks at General Sullivan and asks; "have you nothing to add, after all you have contributed to making this moment possible." General Sullivan paused, looked around at the others, and then began to speak; "I am humbled at being here among you, but yes I have something to add.

We must accept Lincoln's offer, but we must with all proper politeness and courtesy, dictate terms! We should demand certain concessions including all 13 member States of our Confederacy, the Oklahoma and Arizona Territories up to the Colorado River. We should include Colorado itself, Nevada and California, so that our people and nation can expand all the way to the Pacific Ocean. We must demand the return of Western Virginia to the jurisdiction of greater Virginia as well, as for free and open elections in Maryland on the issue of Secession. The entirety of the Dakota Territories should henceforth become the Indian Territory of Dakota forever. We ourselves as a nation should strive to eventually bring Oklahoma into the Confederacy as an Indian State!"

General Lee then concluded the discussion by stating; "I have received and appreciate your advice, allow me to add two items: that the Union of States as well as our own Confederacy must never be permitted to use force to compel a State to remain a member. Also we must all surely realize that whatever we do here is subject to the approval of our own government in Richmond. We are all witnesses to an enormous historic event about which generations yet unborn will read and study. The Almighty God has truly bless our arms and granted us the victory; let us seek always to be found worthy of his good graces.

General Sullivan, if it is possible Mr. Joseph Buchanan is invited to attend the final ceremonies, which should lead to the end of this terrible war. While I do not know all the facts I am convinced he has been behind many of these extra-ordinary events leading to our victory." General Sullivan replied; "General Lee, Mr. Buchanan's most cherished hope was to be able to meet both President Davis as well as yourself. However, while he has managed to travel to Richmond and meet with President Jefferson Davis, he fell ill shortly after and regretfully will not be able to attend. I have no doubt whatsoever that his deepest thoughts are on these events, now transpiring here at the Federal Capital in Washington."

General Lee closed the war council by stating, "I will reply to President Lincoln and offer to speak with him here in this Headquarter Tent tomorrow morning at 8:00 A.M. whereupon our demands will be presented to him for consideration. However I wish to emphasize that I expect everyone to treat him with the courtesy due a head of state; those who attend the meeting with him will in like manner be given every courtesy due a guest among our numbers. There has been far too much bloodletting on both sides, now we must look to a future, where we will be living side by side as neighbors. Let us begin to lay the groundwork hear and now, so that we might henceforth conduct our affairs in peace!"

Thursday 2 July 1863

The bloodshed ended the evening before on Wednesday 1 July when a cease-fire was been ordered by both President Lincoln and General Lee. At 8:00 A.M. on Thursday as scheduled President Abraham Lincoln, his Secretary of War as well as his Major General Henry W. Halleck arrived with their military escort of ten men according to General Lee's instructions. Lee's own General Staff as well as President Lincoln and his party had gathered in the Headquarters Tent with a combined guard of Confederate and Yankees. After the preliminary courtesies were dispensed with, General Lee addressed those assembled.

"Gentlemen; It has been my duty to defend my country and to this end I have came to Washington, that we might bring this horrible ordeal to a final conclusion." Turning to President Lincoln, General Lee stated; "It is not my desire to order my armies into this city, therefore I have directed that our meeting take place here at my own Headquarters." A table with four chairs was made available, which had been positioned in the middle of the tent; General Lee, General Jackson, President Lincoln and General Halleck were to be the four men signing for their respective nations.

The four men then got down to business; two copies of what amounted to a diplomatically worded Surrender Document recognizing the independence of the Confederate States of America was laid on the table and presented to President Abraham Lincoln. Lee and Lincoln sat across the table from the each other with their respective military reprehensive at their right hand, also seated across from one another. Lee and Lincoln then read their respective copies of the document, switched copies and read again, in order to insure they were identically worded. They then signed once more. Then Generals Jackson and Halleck did likewise, signing, switching copies and signing again!

Tuesday 25 August 1863

The document was presented to President Jefferson Davis, debated by Confederate States Senate and finally ratified a week later on Tuesday 9 July. The United States Senate ratified the document the following day on Wednesday 10 July, and the withdrawal of all Union Armies from the areas mentioned in the treaty commenced. On Tuesday 25 August 1863 a message was received from the far west that the last of the Union Armies had crossed the border. The Confederate States of America was now a free and independent nation stretching from ocean to ocean. Trade with other nations had already commenced in early June as heavily laden ships docked in Confederate Ports.

On Thursday 4 September a treaty was signed making the entirety of the Dakotas a sovereign territory of the Indian Nations; under law all white settlers was mandated to depart, compensation was granted to those who had invested in lands and property. The Indian Nations were in return required under the treaty to form an intertribal council and begin establishing a government, not unlike those of other States. The territory of Oklahoma would soon follow, becoming a sovereign Indian Territory under the Confederacy. On Wednesday 26 October a message was delivered to all those who had formed the 21st Mississippi, including the General Staff and subordinate Commanders.

There was however one secret which the elderly Confederate Patriot Mr. Joseph Buchanan had never previously reveled, but had since become known; a large quantity of gold was transferred back in time at the last moments of the journey. This gold was sufficient in quantity and value it served along with the Confederacy's independence to stabilize the Confederate State Monetary System. Inflation had already subsided and the Confederate Dollar had settled what was considered its rightful value. Additionally the debt incurred by the war could be paid, so the Confederate States of America would begin on a solid footing.
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Saturday 10 October 1863

The 21st Mississippi meeting was called to order, the place chosen for the meeting was the same place along the Banks of the Big Black River east of Vicksburg were General Ulysses S. Grant had been defeated and eventually surrendered only a few months ago. This was to be the commands last encampment and the ladies were invited, many of who had been returning to the Confederacy from their various locations for a number of weeks. It was decided that the 21st Mississippi would remain in tact and become the foundation of a revitalized Militia System, which would be organized in every State and Territory of the Confederacy. The new Militia would be highly organized and structured as a professional, disciplined, trained and equipped armed force. The Confederacy would never again be caught unprepared!

Doctor Waverly Buckner and the other intellectuals who had participated in the project was already well underway in creating the Confederate Technological Institute, to be located in Vicksburg Mississippi in honor of Mr. Joseph 'Joe' Buchanan, who it was learned had passed away the evening before, having returned to his home in Vicksburg. His last words were said to be: "I have lived a rich life and have received far more then most, in seeing my wildest dreams fulfilled; the vindication of our just and honorable cause, and the independence of the Confederate States of America."

The Confederacy soon joined the other nations of the earth and would eventually consist of 35 of what we who had traveled back in time had previously known as the 48 continental States. The United States, who had once denied the Confederacy its 13 States, would be reduced to that same number; the States of Oklahoma and Dakota both eventually became members States of the Confederacy with their own Indian Senators and Representatives in Congress. Greater Virginia held joint electrons and establishing consolidated State Governance once more, which included Western Virginia. Maryland elected to remain in the Union but would celebrate it traditional Southern heritage and culture!

Doctor Waverly Buckner and his fellow scientists decided that with the passing of Joe Buchanan and the success of the Black River Project, the concept of time travel should be laid to rest forever. While we had been successful once, it was felt that altering history was extremely dangerous, particularly if the secret should fall into unscrupulous hands. Therefore the equipment, documents, formulas as well as the keys was all ceremoniously destroyed! "Our just and honorable cause remains viable and victory is always possible, so long as a few among our numbers are prepared to step out from the crowd; those who are not content with merely preserving the status quo but are emboldened to take action."

God save the Confederacy

He Has Risen

He is not here, for he has arisen
Matthew 28:2-7
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"2. And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.

3. His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:

4. And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.

5. And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.

6. He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

7. And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead; and, behold, he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see him: lo, I have told you."

 

"He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay."  Resurrection Sunday, which is commonly called Easter, is a precious day, for our attention is turned toward the resurrected Christ.

Two Angels in the Seplchre ...

John 20:11-12

11. But Mary stood without at the sepulchre weeping: and as she wept, she stooped down, and looked into the sepulchre,

12. And seeth two angels in white sitting, the one at the head, and the other at the feet, where the body of Jesus had lain.

Matthew 28:19-20

19. Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:

20. Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.
 
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A Moment of Glory

The Pendulum of History
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The pendulum of passing history occasionally pauses and brands an event, as if it were frozen in time; George Washington at the Battle of Yorktown and Stonewall Jackson at the Battle of First Manassas, both stand immortalized for all the ages yet to come. Moments when men stood gallantly against tyranny! Like a huge oak tree standing strong against the wind, these fleeing episodes become milestones of our heritage and culture. As if upon a mountain surveying the rolling valleys spread out to the far ends of the horizon, we of our generation look back upon our history in awe. For we stand on the shoulders of giants, thereby the view seems so inspiring. Yet the day arrives, when we must come down from the mountain, and that special moment of glory becomes ours to fulfill, and the heroes will be from among our own numbers.
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But who is there that will ride before us, and lead 'this so great a people?' "And I sought for a man among them, that should make up the hedge, and stand in the gap before me for the land, that I should not destroy it: but I found none." (Ezekiel 22:30). But what are we to do, when the giants are on the opposing side, and we stand with our meager forces? And there he stood across the valley; high upon a mountain, Goliath of Gath, whose heights was six cubits and a span (9 ft 6 in). His armor alone weighs more then most men and behind him stood all the legions of the Philistine Empire.

We have among our numbers only a little Shepard boy, come into our camp as a messenger, carrying food supplies for our meager forces. As Goliath approaches, our small force flees before him, yet it took our little shepherd boy, to ask the right question. "...Who is this uncircumcised Philistine, that he should defy the armies of the Living God?" (I Samuel 17:27). Who is it that will speak and act upon such words in our time? And little David, only a lad, spoke to his brethren, who even now stood in fear before these assembled masses just across the valley. "What have I now done? Is there not a cause?" (Verse 26), spoke King Saul, himself seeking for answers, as to how to subdue this colossus of a man, as well as the armies of the Philistines, so he sent for little David, who was but an humble Shepard boy.

Notice he didn't send for the mighty men, or those who walk the halls of power, but a little Shepherd boy. "And David said to Saul, Let no man's heart fail because of him; thy servant will go and fight with this Philistine." (Verse 31). The spectacle would have been amazing to see; just a ruddy little boy, who would take on such a task, a task that struck fear into hearts of the mightiest warriors in King Saul's army. Now what did little David choose as weapons against this giant, but "five smooth stones" out of the brook, and he put them in his shepherd's bag which he had.... his sling was in his hand, as he drew near the Philistine." (Verse 40).

The similarity today, would be like unto a Southern Country Boy with only a 22 gage-hunting rifle, good for hunting rabbits, standing against a modern fully armed Abrams Battle Tank, a computerized tank having laser guided shells and night vision. Also having the capability of striking targets at the far reaches of the horizons, and surrounded by the combined armies of the Yankee Empire. Then imagine if you will, this young Southern Boy walking across the battlefield with his trusty 22, surveying the situation, looking for a weakness in the armor of this enormous battle tank. The ‘little Southern Boy’ with nothing but 22 gage shells, rustic farm shoes and all, perhaps weighing maybe 100 pounds fully equipped.

Yet with the boldness of a warrior he cries out, "Who are these pagan Yankees, that they would defy the armies of the living God?" The giants of our time like most our modern Yankees Forces would laugh, and understandably so, at what they would see as foolish bravery. A moment of glory wrought by Almighty God through little David was frozen in time! A small Shepherd Boy, with only a sling and five smooth stones, as the situation unfolded, he made use of but one of his five smooth stones and brought down the Philistine Giant, nearly four times his weight. Little David ask of King Saul, so long ago; "Is they’re not a cause?" So I ask each of you today; do we not have a cause? Is it not our Confederate Cause still just and honorable, as stated by our beloved President Jefferson Davis?

My fellow brethren, whether you prefer to be addressed as Confederate, Ally, Friend or some other title: I have faith in the Almighty God, creator of heaven and earth, as did our forefathers and foremothers. This very faith was expressed in the preamble of our own Confederate States Constitution, where it says "...invoking the favor and guidance of Almighty God..." Words drafted at the foundations of this Confederacy! The passing years under occupation and subjugation have not lessoned 'The Cause' or the urgency of an ultimate Confederate Victory. The leaders and heroes we seek, are they not already among us?

Do not these future heroes of the Confederacy await a moment and a time, wherein they will step out from the crowd, "...make up the hedge, and stand in the gap..." Indeed it is my faith and conviction, that an hour has already been marked on the calendar of the Divine Providence of Almighty God. There is indeed an hour, which is even now at the door, when the pendulum of history will once again pause, and freeze a moment in the memory of our people. Yet another moment of glory! Perhaps we might join together in prayer, each in your own way, and in your own place, "Our precious Lord and Heavenly Master.

We come before you in thanksgiving, for those blessings you have bestowed upon the Confederate People, our history, heritage, culture and nation. Precious Lord, you’ve given us all those things needful for life and health, especially in behalf of those men and women of honor, honesty, integrity and nobility, which in your grace and mercy, you have sent among us as an example. We come before you O Lord, humbly seeking, that you might quicken the day, wherein that special moment of glory of which we speak, will once again be manifest among our numbers. That by your will alone, we might restore upon this land, a society and a nation, which will be worthy of your good graces.

We look forward to that special day wherein our people will once more be free and independent of occupation, subjugation and cultural genocide. Not by our own strengh, but by they word, that you alone O Lord, will receive the glory! Hasten that hour O Lord, wherein our just and honorable cause will be vindicated by thy grace and mercy; let it begin with a very special moment of glory, wrought by your own divine providence. In Thy precious name and for your Glory O’Lord, Amen and Amen!"

God save the Confederacy