'Lawd, what a night! I have to apologize for conduct unbecoming a manager but, to anyone who has been to any of Cam's shows knows, that's pretty common place.
As myself and a few Field Lieutenants watched from the corner, it was touching to see the Generals and their
wives wives waltz the evening away...for 15 minutes.
I think I actually saw a tear in General Miller's eye as Cam sang, "When This Cruel War Is Over". I'm not sure how many bottles were consumed by myself and the field Lieutenants during that 15 minutes but...suffice to say, by the time Cam came on for his "See Ya In Hell, Billy Yank" portion of the evening, I remember yelling for someone to slow the bar down because it was spinning too fast!
Gentlemen, y'all know how to
par-tay!!!! After 5 mint juleps, General Kunz took off in a whirling dervish that took out one corner of the bar! Damn, can that guy dance!!!!! The ladies thought so too!
General Ludwig, after who knows how much applejack, was baptizing anyone who wanted "salvation in Southern form" in the horse trough. God bless you, General, as some of the ladies actually got down to their petticoats for the baptism!
Who ever it was that yelled, "Let the damned Yankee sing 'The Fall Of Charleston'!!!!" I will have to thank for concluding my evening for me. Last thing I remember is jumping up on one of the remaining tables, and singing for all I was worth. I got to the verse, "...a hunky boy is General Meyers...", and...
WACK!!!! Now, I've come to know the weight and heft of a Old Crow bottle against the back of my head by now. Anyways, I woke up the livery stable with a sheet of foolscap hung around my neck that read, " Ask me about the Fall Of Charleston". Dont fear, gents. The lovely Ms. Rachael and myself will return the blankets we borrowed for our journey back to Union lines. I guess we thought we were in Richmond and took Cam's "Nekkid In Richmond Again" song seriously!