Showing posts with label History. Show all posts
Showing posts with label History. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The Gray Ghost

John Singleton Mosby was a Virginian with a penchant for violence. To be remembered as such would probably do him proud. See Mosby was practicing law when the war broke out... and immediately joined up with J.E.B. Stewart's cavalry. Mosby quickly rose through the ranks and soon became J.E.B.'s trusted right hand man. In fact... it was John Mosby that facilitated the Stewart's famous ride around McClellon.


It wasn't long before John was asked to go off on his own. He was given permission to recruit some partisan rangers and take them to war. He started out initially with one battalion of rangers.


With those few men... he managed to raise all manner of hell throughout northern Virginia. Mosby, like his contemporary in the west Nathaniel Bedford Forrest, was a gorilla fighter. He was a hit and run specialist... and the yankees loathed him for it. Large forces were frequently sent to destroy his little band... and every one of them failed. Most of them failed spectacularly.


In one such instance... Mosby and 29 of his men road into Fairfax Virginia one night where Union General Edwin H. Stoughton slept. Mosby woke him up with a slap on the ass. The general shouted, "do you know who I am?"


Mosby just replied, "Do you know John Mosby?"


It was dark and the general was apparently a little slow that night. He said, "Why? Do you have the scoundrel?"


I'm certain Mosby smiled as he put his pistol to the general's head and said, "No. But he has you."


Things got so bad that Lincoln ordered that if any of Mosby's men were captured, they should be killed. George Custer actually executed several himself.


Mosby made a terrible problem of himself throughout the war... until Lee surrendered. Rather than surrender himself... he simply disbanded his unit and moved to San Fransisco. He settled in well out west. He eventually befriended a young boy that lived nearby. He and the boy would draw up battle plans in the dirt and re-enact battles. Mosby spend years teaching the little boy everything he knew about tactics, leadership, and battlefield management.


That little boy? You've probably heard about him to...


His name was George S. Patton.

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Drinkin' Back When

I'm gonna tell ya the plain truth boys... we're a damned bunch of teatottlin' do-gooders compared to our glorious ancestors. In this regard... I shall tell a tale... and a true one at that.

Way back in 1812 the USS Constitution left Boston. The ship had a crew of 475 officers and sailors. It was outfitted for war with 74,000 pounds of shot, and 11,500 pounds of powder. For drinking there were 48,600 gallons of water, and 79,000 gallons of rum.

Six weeks later the ship made Jamaica where she took on 68,300 gallons of rum. Three weeks after that she provisioned at the Azores where she shipped 64,300 gals of portugese wine. After shooting up the sea lanes around England, she made a raid on the Firth of Clyde where she captured, among other things a distillery. They loaded up 40,000 gallons of Scotch whiskey and headed for home.

The Constitution arrived home with its ammunition gone. So was all the rum, wine, and whiskey. But so the story goes... still in the hold were those original 48,600 gallons of water.

In honour of those fine men... and that fine tale... I will also share a recipe...

Chatham Artillery Punch

Three Gallons Catawba Wine
1 Gallon Rum
1 Gallon Brandy
1 Gallon Rye Whiskey
5 pounds brown sugar
2 qts of cherries
Juice from 3 dozen lemons

Smooth with 1 gallon of gin... just before serving add 3 gallons of champagne.

Thursday, January 08, 2009

Bizarre Superbowl Narrative

Lets just assume things work out.. and the Titans play the Giants in the Superbowl... If so.. it will be eerily similar...

The story starts in Superbowl V... when Craig Morton lead the upstart Dallas Cowboys to the Superbowl... only to lose a war with Johnny Unitas and Colts.

Fast forward to 1978... when Craig Morton becomes the first QB to take two different franchises to the Superbowl... and... interestingly enough... he's facing his old team.. the Cowboys. Of course now the Cowboys feature rockstar QB Roger Staubach.

Now... Kerry Collins has the opportunity to be only the second QB to take two different franchises to the Superbowl... and if he does so... there's a very good chance he'll do it against his old team.. the Giants... and their rockstar QB... Eli Manning...exactly 30 years after Morton did it.

The one glaring difference?

Collins will win.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Legacy of Makers Mark

Most folks these days know the most popular spirit in America is Vodka. This has been the case since the early 70's. Not suprisingly... the popular rise of the Dear Little Water happens to mimmick the feminization of the country... but that's a topic for another post.

But prior to Vodka's rise... Bourbon was the king of the mountain. Walk into a package store in 1950 and you'd find dozens more labels than are available today... and it seemed like everyone that walked in the door was after the same thing.

I'll tell you something you might not know though. If you were to taste all of those labels you'd learn one thing. Back then... bourbon pretty much all tasted the same. The variety was purely the result of marketing. And not just that... but if you taste some Evan Williams today... you'd know what virtually everything tasted like back then.

See... the Super Premium Bourbon Market which has led to the surge in popularity hadn't been invented yet... but the interesting thing is... the ground work for bourbon's revival was actually laid before its fall. A fella named Bill Samuels realized that different parts of the warehouse aged bourbon differently... so he began rotating his barrells. It was labor intensive... and was, at the time, mocked as a gimmick. But that rotation... along with careful experimentation with the recipe resulted in the first Super Premium bourbon.

Of course... now everyone from Jim Beam to Jack Daniels rotates their barrels. And they all offer Super Premium products.

See boys.. Bourbon's Golden Age... really wasn't. Bourbon's Golden Age is now. So when you sip your Knob Creek or Rare Breed... say a little word of thanks to Bill Samuels. Because if it wasn't for him and his work at Makers Mark you wouldn't have either.