The Fort Brooke Record
|The "Fort Brooke Record" (FBR) is the monthly newsletter of the Capt. John T. Lesley Camp 1282, Inc, a Camp of the Florida Division, SCV and of the International Sons of Confederate Veterans. The FBR is provided free of charge to members of the Camp. Editorial comments in this publication are the expressed opinion of the editorial writer and not of the Camp. Paid advertisements can in no way be considered an endorsement by this camp. Locally, for inquiries and information on coming to events, the camp maintains a full-time access phone at (813) 661-7045.|
"Christmas in the Confederacy"
Please join us for December's program as Mrs. Bart H. Siegel (Lunelle) presents Christmas in the Confederacy. Our program is fitting for the season as it covers the celebration of Christmas in the Confederacy. You will learn of the holiday decorations, music, food and practices for Christmas in the Confederacy, not only at home but for the men away at war.
Some of the little know facts will be shared including the origin of the American use of a Christmas tree, how Santa was adopted for war propaganda, and a famous Christmas carol that was inspired by the death of a young man away at war.
The program has been researched with sources including the Museum of the Confederacy, the Museum of Civil War Medicine, and the United Daughters of the Confederacy's Historian General and will include exhibits.
If you're looking for something different to get you interested in the holiday season, this will certainly get you going. Oh, and ladies, make sure to pick up your copy of an authentic desert recipe.
I hope ya'll will come by on December 18th to partake in the holiday festivities. Lunelle is a member of the Plant City Chapter United Daughters of the Confederacy and also the Camp's 'rebmaster'.
Dade City Christmas Parade
(Held Friday, 30 November)
The John T. Lesley Camp participated for the first time in the Dade City Christmas Parade this past Friday, Nov. 30th. A big thanks needs to be given to our camp commander Jim Hayward for rounding up his troop of old cars. Joining Mr. Hayward and his vintage automobiles were Mark Miller, Richard and Donna Robison, and our stalwart friends from the Sons of Union Veterans, Wayne and Vera Tice, who led the way. And another round of applause needs to be extended to the Color Guard who was represented by Greg Chappel, Larry Dodson, Dean Leferink, Mark Salter, Wayne Sweat, Greg Tisdale, and Darell Whitt. A special note of thanks needs to be given to the family of Larry Dodson for joining the Color Guard. Lane Dodson led the way as our drummer boy, and Larry's lovely wife Lydia and their daughter, Lauren, followed in period dress. Bringing up the rear was our old tractor driven by Linn Petty. This event was one we can all be proud of.
The parade started at 7:00 P.M. and we were number seven in the line up so we got an early start. The crowd was large yet very polite and very respectful. Many people had the courtesy, or perhaps were moved by their natural patriotism, to stand and place their hats and hands over their hearts. It was touching to see such reverence for our old banners and it was reassuring to see that such feelings still exist. Although the weather was unusually warm for this time of year we certainly enjoyed ourselves. Yet more importantly we get the word out that the SCV exist and is an organization that the whole community can be proud of.
A GOOD TIME
A REPORT: This is an eyewitness account of the Major William Footman SCV Camp Grand Old Gathering held at the historical Captain Francis Hendry House, Labelle, Florida on Saturday, the first of December. The Lesley Camp was invited to share in the festivities. Those who went obviously had a splendid time.
For yall who missed the Ft. Myers SCV/UDC meeting and feast held in La Belle, FL December 1, you really missed a good time! (The Lesley Camp and Plant City UDC were represented by approximately 11 attendees including Commander Hayward and wife, Rosa.) About 2 ½ hours from Tampa, La Belle is a step back into a time of different perspectives. The Hendry house, located just a few yards from the Caloosahatchee River, is a beautiful, nearly restored, Florida Cracker home. The two-story home surrounded with beautiful mature water oaks evokes feelings of peace and solitude until the SCV and UDC decided to have a real Florida feast in and around the proud old building. Probably 30% of the group was dressed in period attire, including Carolyn and myself. Young and old were having fun. Youngsters were swinging from a tire swing and throwing acorns in an ongoing battle. The older folks got to sit around picnic tables and enjoy the people and scenery. There seemed to be no strangers. As soon as each person entered the backyard, the gentleman in charge would stop the music and announce the newcomer. Hello, how are you, where are you from, were common many times before we got to our seats.
Hot dogs, hamburgers, sausages, pork and ribs were the meat fare, barbecued right on premise, and were pure heaven. Folks were encouraged to bring a covered dish and a tree decoration so there were plenty of side dishes and tree decorations. Though the music was recorded, unlike our world-renowned fish frys music, there was a great mix of styles. Of course the best was the Rebelaires, which if you have never heard them, can be purchased at each SCV meeting from Mr. Herring.
As the evening faded, the raffle began. There were many fine gifts, including a hand made quilt, furnished by one of the Fort Myers UDC members. In the middle of all of this we were enticed to learn the Virginia Reel! Music from the era, furnished by the Rebelaires, filled the air and Confederate uniforms and long dresses filled center stage. A caller gave the directions and all had a joyous time. Long before we were ready, the evening was but a memory.
Needless to say, if we are invited back next year by the Fort Myers SCV and UDC, we will be going. Southern style and traditions are alive and well in Ft. Myers.
Stan and Carolyn Hankins
The following thank-you note was sent to us in response to the "card" sent by Stan and Carolyn Hankins to Cmdr. Gates of the Maj.W.M. Footman Camp, SCV pf Fort Myers.
The next meeting of the Southern Society of Tampa Bay will be held Monday, January 14 at 6:30 p.m. at Valencia Garden Restaurant located just west of downtown Tampa on Kennedy Blvd. We will meet in the Original Dining Room (also called the Green Room). Meals will be billed individually to those attending and we will order off of the menu.
The actual physical address for Valencias is 811 West Kennedy Blvd. They are on the north side of the street and are just west of the University of Tampa. Their telephone number is (813)253-3773.
Here are directions to arrive at the Valencia Restaurant:
From Interstate 275:
Upon nearing the west side of the I-4/I-275 Interchange (Malfunction Junction) take Exit 25, which is the Tampa Downtown exit. Go south on Ashley Drive until you come to Kennedy Blvd. Turn right going west, cross the bridge, go past the University of Tampa and you will find Vanencias on the right.
Invited to attend this meeting are officers and members of the following organizations: Tampa Chapter 113, UDC; Mary Custis Lee Chapter 1451, UDC; Company K 7th Florida; John T. Lesley Camp 1282, SCV; Confederate Cantinieres Chapter 2405, UDC; and the Plant City Chapter 1931, UDC; Dixie Chapter 1008, UDC; Florida Division, SCV; Stonewall Jackson Camp 1381, SCV; and any other Southern Heritage minded organization in the Bay area. Any member of these organizations who has a special interest and wants to be involved, please do attend.
We will continue the planning for the Tampa Bay Southern Culture Festival & the Robles Antebellum Ball scheduled for April of 2001.
Again, the next meeting of the Society will be held Monday, at 6:30 PM on January 14 at the Valencia Garden Restaurant located on Kennedy Blvd. Just west of downtown Tampa.
Twas the nite before Christmas
by Linda Lee O'strander
Twas the nite before Christmas, shadows fell round the house
My flags were all flying off the porch eaves with care,
Outside the lights twinkled, garland fell into swags
My husband lay resting in his boots and his cap
When out in the yard there arose such a clatter,
Out towards the South I saw a bright flash
The moon's silouette made my yard look like snow,
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
There standing in moonlight, I saw the first three;
I thought my mind weary, just playing a game
There were Stuart and Longstreet, Barnard E. Bee,
I held the porch railing, afraid I would fall,
Then the maple and oak leaves, beginning to fly
Around the ghost soldiers, the leaves and wind blew,
And then in a twinkling, I needed no proof
He was there all in gray, with his spur muted boot.
He had rifle and knapsack flung over his back
I mounted a horse that breathed long ago
I stepped into the past with no disbelief,
Saw soldiers with head wounds, no arms and gaunt belly,
Saw some sockless and shoeless, some scantily clad
He spoke not a word, I heard not a sound
Twas then I saw my porch light and thought it a gag
Lee was mounted on Traveller and gave the command,
What a gift they had given, so hard to believe
A December the Yankees would not forget,
It was to Lincoln's great consternation that he finally got fed up with General George McClellan not engaging the enemy in battle. Lincoln even told a friend , "Do you know what this is, as he and this friend were surveying the encampment of the Army of the Potomac resting in Maryland. Surprised the friend replied, "it is the Army of the Potomac." Lincoln told him, "it is only McClellan's body guard." So on Oct. 6, 1862, Lincoln could not take it any longer. He had directed General-in Chief Halleck to tell General McClellan to cross the Potomac and give battle to the enemy or drive him south...." Yet even this did not budge McClellan, and a few days later the Confederacy's be-plumed Jeb Stuart and 1,800 cavalrymen raided Chambersburg, PA, and then dashed contemptuously around the Army of the Potomac for a second time.
At length McClellan set his faithful army stepping into Virginia, but Lincoln's patience had run out. On Nov. 5 he relieved McClellan and turned command of the Army of the Potomac over to Maj. Gen. Ambrose E. Burnside, whose luxuriant mutton chop whiskers still give him fame. A likeable, impressive six-footer, West Pointer Burnside knew his limitations; It's a pity Lincoln didn't take him at his word. "I am not competent to lead such a large army," he said, and proved it tragically.
At Fredericksburg, on a raw day in mid- December, Burnside put brave soldiers across the Rappahannock River and stormed Lee precisely where he hoped they would - in an impregnable position on heights above the town. Six grand and hopeless Union assaults were hurled back before nightfall ended the slaughter. He wept when he gave the order to withdraw over the river. He left on the field 12,000 dead and wounded.
Gen. Lee had watched it all : smoke and dust and din of battle , the awesome Rebel yell, mounted officers shouting orders, human waves of death in ebb and flow (as fast as one brigade was cut down, a Federal General reported, "the next brigade coming up in succession would do its duty and melt like snow coming down on warm ground."). Turning to Gen. Longstreet, he said, "It is well that war is so terrible- we should grow too fond of it." But the wounded say it in their own way. They scream and groan as they writhe toward the rear, those who can move. They cry out for water, too and sometimes they find succor
At Fredericksburg, young Sgt. Richard Kirkland of the 2nd South Carolina could not stand the piteous appeals. He walked head up into that no-man's-land, expecting a Yankee sharpshooter's bullet. None came, and he gave water to the nearest wounded Federal, and the next, and the next. Many times he returned for water in the following hour and a half. He did not stop until he had ministered to every wounded man on his part of the front. Burnside offered battle no more, and Lee chose not to attack.
The foregoing was taken from "The Civil War " by Robert Paul Jordan , National Geographic and excerpts from "The Life History of the United States 1861-1876, Time Life Books.
As you can see even, in the midst of violent conflict, their can be compassion and this was evidenced by the act of Sgt. Kirkland. It is a kindness that our Heavenly Father must have been well pleased with for he watched over this man and did not allow any harm to come his way.
So I would encourage you to show a little kindness and compassion at this time of the year when we celebrate the birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. May His blessings be with each and every one of you this Christmas season.
I am yours in His service and in the service of the John T. Lesley Camp Sons of Confederate Veterans 1280.
Rev Calvin T. Martin, Chaplain
Flags Across Florida
By Cmdr. Marion Lambert, Florida Division Chief of Staff
AN UPDATE ON THE WHITE SPRINGS SITE
Again, please be notified that the site at White Springs
is set for dedication in February.
The general contractor, Mr. Bob Raburn of Plant City, has the blue prints in hand and is waiting at this moment for some key elements to arrive at the site. He is the husband of Mrs. Sally Raburn, a member of Plant City Chapter 1931 UDC. The first phase of the construction will occur between the 11th and the 13th of November.
The definite time/date for the dedication of this site has been set for 2:00 PM, Friday February 15, 2002. It appears that we should have a fantastic turnout for the event from the Confederate re-enactors who will be in the same area for the Olustee Reenactment on that same weekend.
At this point, there is some concern as to the advisability of chartering a bus for this particular occasion.
Time is critically very short. Certainly by the time you read this, there is only a matter of days of opportunity left for subscribing. If you have not sent in your subscription to have your ancestor or your name inscribed please do so now. If you have any questions concerning this please contact me directly at (813)-839-5153.
From the Adjutants Desk:
The John T. Lesley Camp 1282, SCV Membership Roster for December 2001 remains at 190 Compatriots and 27 Legionaires.
Thanks to all of the Camp members that have promptly paid their year 2002 membership dues. The return envelopes you received with your dues notice require only a check for $35.00 and a 34-cent stamp, the Camp Adjutant takes care of all the rest. Please remember SCV International Headquarters must process over thirty thousand membership dues. Life Membership is available at the National, Division, and Camp level, contact Camp Adjutant for details.
An inquiry was made as to where one may purchase the Cold War Victory Commemorative Medal, struck to recognize honorable military service anytime between 2 Sept. 1945 and 26 December 1991. A Cold War Certificate is available from the U.S. Government. A good source is Medals of America, 1929 Fairview Road, Fountain Inn, SC 29644-9137, (800) 308-0849 or www.usmedals.com. Also available through them is the Southern Cross of Honor.
The 1841 Mississippi .54 CAL Rifle donation tickets are available from 1st Lt. Commander Marion Lambert @ 813-839-5153.
If you have any questions concerning camp business or to process membership paperwork, please do not hesitate in contacting me.
Col. Dwight Tetrick, Adjutant
John T. Lesley Camp
Editors note: Because of the significant persons involved in this event it was thought that it would be very appropriate to relay this announcement via this newsletter. Past Lesley Camp Chaplain Ken Simpson is the pastor at the church. The evangelist conducting services is the Rev. Alan Farley, who will be the program speaker for the January meeting.
From the 23rd to the 27th of January there will be an evangelistic revival at the First Baptist Church of Bloomingdale, located at 3303 Bloomingdale Ave. Valrico, Florida.
Wednesday - Sunday, January 23rd-27th
Wednesday -Saturday 7:00 pm.
Sunday 11:00am w/Luncheon to follow
Sunday Evening 6 pm
Church Phone: 813-689-3847 W-F 8:30-12:00 or
Rev. Kenneth Simpson, Pastor
813-754-4755 after 6:00pm
Special Music by the Bloomingdale Messengers Gospel Quartet