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THE Journal of the Ninth Texas Regiment of Infantry: 

2007 to 2008



Gas prices, a sluggish economy, and personal, family, and job commitments took their toll on attendance at events during 2008. Even so, the 9th continued its long-standing commitment to authenticity, hard-fighting, and fun, and made it a successful season. As the late Gen. John Beck was heard to exclaim, “there is none finer!”

Rank structure remained stable with 1st Sgt. Brian Shively, 1st Cpl. Randy Downey, 2nd Cpl. Bob Albert, 3rd Cpl. Rob Matlack, and the undersigned as Captain. The Battalion continued to be led by the 9th’s own Col. Brad Amend, Major Brian Albert, Sgt. Major Gary Sutton, and Color Sgt. Shawn Bell.

The 9th’s five (5) “maximum” Battalion events for the year were Dayton MO (March), Mahaffie KS (April), Stand of Colors (“SOC”), KC (May), Huzzah Valley MO (Oct.), and Prairie Grove AR (Dec.).

The 2008 campaign commenced with Captain Joe Broski’s 10th MO-sponsored reenactment of the burning of Dayton MO (March), where the Battalion burned down a facade town in reenacting the actual affair in 1862. The 9th and the Battalion took an unusual turn as Jayhawkers.

Our biggest turnout of the year was SOC (May), just outside Kansas City, which will hereafter be known as “Stand of Ticks” given the unrelenting armies of ticks which also took the field. Notwithstanding, the 9th put fourteen (14) rifles on the field as we battled not only the ticks, but federal infantry and cavalry, the heat, and the hills.

Our “national” event for the year was Gettysburg PA (July)  culminating, of course, in Pickett’s Charge on Sunday. The 9th Texas fielded nine (9) men for the eighteen (18) hour trip, five (5) day campaign. The event garnered some mixed reviews, including poor Battalion camp location, intermittent rain, mysterious sickness suffered by some of the men, and an unexplained premature termination of the Saturday afternoon fight.

We ended the season on a high note at Prairie Grove, Arkansas (Dec.),  a traditional 9th haunt. Although our attendance was half that anticipated, Mother Nature cooperated with relatively mild weather. We had some good battles and scenarios, including the issuance of raw rations, pay call, mail call, Saturday night potluck stew, and firing competitions. Kudos to Cpl. Matlack for winning the latter. Homie was passed on at the event from 1st Sgt. Shively to Pvt. Shemwell.

Other lesser events along the way which some of the men attended were Pipestone MN (Aug.), Brownville NE (Oct.), Lamoni IA (Sept.), and Wornall House, KC Mo (Nov.).

Color Sgt. Bell, a 9th alum, continued his work with Lone Chimney Productions which culminated in the premiere in early 2008 of Tom Goodrich’s Bloody Dawn. Pvt. Lahey also continued his first person impression of Abraham Lincoln at various events and gatherings.

We welcomed the return to the ranks by Pvt. Tom Fasula, an Iraq War veteran, who was with us in 2006 at Trenton MO. New man Pvt. Aaron Staab of Meriden saw the elephant at Prairie Grove AR. And Pvt. Andy Gallagher joined us for the Gettysburg campaign.

Unfortunately, we also said goodbye to Pvt. Roy Myers whose military commitments took him to a new posting. We greeted again at SOC, if briefly, Pvt. Brad DeVader who has relocated to Colorado.

The 2008 campaign was a good one with the regiment trying new events, facing new challenges, and recruiting new men to the ranks, while saying goodbye to others. The Battalion’s 2009 campaign is currently being formulated, but will undoubtedly provide the chance to display the 9th’s hallmarks of authenticity, hard-fighting, and fun, wherever it takes us.

The 9th’s webpage -- -- instituted several years ago by then-Captain Brian Albert,  continues to draw praise and new recruits. Many thanks to webmaster Jamie Ralph and to Pvt. Shemwell for their efforts in maintaining the site.

With thanks for the confidence of the regiment, and a hopeful eye to the future, I remain, your obedient servant,

Brian Cox
Captain, commanding
9th Texas Reg’t. of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion

Soldiers of the 9th Texas - 2008 Campaign:

9th Texas structure of rank

Captain Brian Cox
1st Sgt. Brian Shively
1st Cpl. Randy Downey
2nd Cpl. Bob Albert
3rd Cpl. Rob Matlack

Company A

Pvt. Evan Andrews
Pvt. Jamie Ralph

Company B:

Pvt. Gene Hainstock

Company C

Pvt. Brad Anspach
Pvt. Tom Fasula
Pvt. Jason Gibbens
Pvt. Matthew Gibbens
Pvt. Chris Keidel
Pvt. Tony Mattia
Pvt. Tripp McMillan
Pvt. Roy Myers
Pvt. Herb Shemwell
Pvt. Aaron Staab

Company G

Pvt. Tim Adams
Pvt. Andy Gallagher
Pvt. Mike Lliteras
Pvt. Ricky Pieper
Pvt. Chris Visser
Pvt. Silas Wilkinson

1st MO. Battalion Staff
(promoted from 9th Texas)

Col. Brad Amend
Major Brian Albert
Sgt. Major Gary Sutton
Color Sgt. Shawn Bell




                     PRAIRIE GROVE, ARKANSAS DEC. 5, 6, 7, 2008                

I beg to offer the following account of activities in and near Prairie Grove AR, Dec. 5-7, 2008:

Getting in, setting up --

The 9th and the Battalion have often visited scenic Prairie Grove AR, and we returned in early December 2008 (the event recurs in even-numbered years).  It is a rare treat to actually fight on the land where the old guys actually fought on December 7, 1862. The site is easily accessible out of Topeka, off Highway 71, then west on 45/62, about (five) 5 hours out of Topeka (be sure to  look for the “brown signs”). I took a “van team” of four 9th stalwarts, including your humble correspondent, and we left Topeka at 2 pm and arrived on-site about 8 or so, making a couple of stops on the way.

Registration was quick and easy and they had some treats waiting for us. Each man was issued a small strip of red cloth marked “2008,” so they would know we were supposed to be there (you can see some of these in the photos, tied to a buttonhole). Predictably, no one was asked to verify his right to be there all weekend. In addition, we paid our $5 registration fee. I have to question this as we are “the show,” and why, then do we pay?

Present for Duty:  1st Sgt. Shively, 1st Cpl. Downey, 2nd Cpl. Bob Albert, 3rd Cpl. Rob Matlack, and Pvt’s Shemwell, Visser, Staab, Fasula, and Andrews. Although I am disappointed we did not have a greater turnout, we did very well with what we had:  the 9th stood the weekend as its own company, took the colors to boot, and had a boisterous good time.

We welcomed into the ranks Mr. Aaron Staab, company C, who “saw the elephant” at PG and fought well and had a good time. We also welcomed back into the ranks, Mr. Tom Fasula, also of company C, recently of active duty in the Iraq war. Mr. Fasula also fought well and had a good time.

Mr. (Bob) Albert sported some new facial hair. Color Sgt. Bell showed off a spiffy new camp hat. Mr. Visser displayed again his enviable ability to nap, at anytime, in any place and in any position. We introduced Mr. Andrews to Mr. Fasula, and the two of them sharing a common interest in WWII and  the reenacting thereof. Mr. Fasula also purchased a new pair of brogans.

Present for Battalion staff were Col. Amend, Lt. Col. Williams, Majors Albert and Looney, Color Sgt. Bell, Sgt. Major Sutton, and Musician Franklin.

Battalions present were Capt. Burnos’ 1st MO; Capt. Ulrich’s 2nd MO; Capt. Girdner’s 3rd MO; Capt. Keith’s 4th MO; Capt. Smith’s 10th MO; and Capt. Broski’s 10th MO.

Robbie Sander’s 1st Arkansas Battalion boys and the TMVI were there as well to round out our brigade. Elliott’s Scouts were also present.

Federal units present were the Frontier Brigade or elements thereof.

Overall, it looked like the reb infantry outnumbered the yanks; certainly, more, it seemed to me, than the actual numbers in 1862. (When was the last time we galvanized?) Major Looney estimated it was about 350 reb infantry, and 275 federal.

In addition, the Yanks also had a medical impression unit present under the supervision of, among others, Jackie and Herschel Stroud of Topeka, friends of company C. Unfortunately, I did not discover their set up until just before the Sunday battle. They had quite a spread of edibles for the hungry soldier. Mr. Fasula and I had a quick snack.

The event was well-attended by civilians, and although we didn’t have the same amount of foot traffic in the camps as in other events this season, visibly large crowds watched the battles, from quite close, bulging into the yellow tape which was to hold them back.

We thought that there would be a wood problem but that resolved itself, and there was more than enough, and we burned our share. Porta-potties were clean, plentiful, and not too far a walk, from what I saw.

Parking was was so close that it really impinged on “the moment,” being just across the park road from our camp and merely a stone’s throw away. In addition, for those inclined, there was a Dollar General and other sutlers just across the highway, in plain view.

Wonder of wonders, and to the great amusement of the lads, an animatronic chicken (you, faithful reader, will recall the 9th’s mascot), which danced a jig to a corny tune when you pressed a button on his wing, was produced from the Dollar General (see the picture on the webpage). Booster was greatly intrigued when I got the chicken home.

Temperatures were 50’s day, and lower 30’s/upper 20’s at night, and it did freeze. But on the whole, the temperature in NW Arkansas in December was very tolerable for this event. Shame on you soldiers who might have been scared off by the cold weather! Mother Nature was otherwise here in her full beauty for a Fall landscape and we trod here and there through great carpets of fallen leaves.

Sutlers of note were Del Warren, Fall Creek, Gentlemen’s Emporium, and others. I saw no food court, but of course, the 9th has never gone hungry!

Scenarios --

We resurrected or created some new scenarios to keep things fresh for the troops:

Mail Call -- We had a brief mail call after pay day on Saturday with several soldiers receiving letters from home (see the picture on the webpage). Of note, Pvt. Ralph wrote into Sgt. Shively about his adventures during the recent Gettysburg campaign.

Another letter of note addressed to your humble correspondent was from a lady from back home about her daughter who was apparently “of child” with the father allegedly a solder from the 9th, identity unknown. I was asked to ascertain the identity of the responsible person, and I asked him to step forward after reading the letter. Unexpectedly, both Mr. Andrews, claiming to be the father of the child, and Mr. Fasula, claiming to be the boyfriend of the young lady, both stepped forward. When they heard the other’s claim, a brief scuffle broke out. Mr. Fasula intended to win, and escalated the affair by producing a bowie. The boys interceded, however, before any blood was drawn by blow or stab and I made them to shake hands and it was over. (Nice touch, Herb.)

Raw rations -- We issued these on Saturday morning:  slab bacon, potatoes, carrots, onions, brown sugar, green beans, navy beans, coffee beans, yams (see the picture on the webpage). The company was divided into two squads and each took its allotment. I think we will revisit this in the future. Perhaps add a vinegar allotment as well.

Pay call -- Nicely honed by Lt. Scott George of the 4th MO. This scenario went more smoothly this time (recall 2007 Pilot Knob), and each private got two months pay. Mr. Visser complained that it was not enough, but we had no revolt.

Firing competitions -- We had five men, including our own Cpl. Rob Matlack, who were not afraid to test their mettle. We invited the Arkansas boys by personal invitation, but perhaps our reputation preceded us. The contests were two -- first, the fastest three shots in a minute; second the fastest three shots from each of the positions of standing, kneeling, and prone. There were prizes (Civil War books) for the top three shots. Kudos to Mr. Matlack for taking home top honors. But I also applaud Captain Keith and Col. Amend for stepping up and competing as well. If you want to see some of the action, see the video posted on UTube at

I was much surprised on rising on Saturday morning to be the grateful recipient of a small “pup” tent with Booster’s designation on it, dutifully set up next to my “A,” and a wonderful hand-painted Booster banner. Many thanks, Herb. Perhaps Booster will be able to take the field next year, and now he has his canvas.

Saturday drill, battle, etc. --

Not unpredictably, a lively discussion occurred around breakfast concerning the merits or lack thereof of George Custer. Color Sgt. Bell spoke for the defense.

Saturday morning drill was a little of a cluster, as we repeated over and over the manner in which we would come on line.

The anticipated close supervision of weapons inspections by park staff did not materialize. Might be a good idea in the future, in any event, to check for flangeless-(percussion)caps, as these have apparently been at the center of some recent incidents.

The Saturday battle involved too many rebs, but it was a good fight. The Battalion waited quite awhile out of sight while the battle developed. But we then did get into it and had quite a fight with massed federals around the Borden house.

Our old colonels Ted Prater and Doug Moody made an appearance, and in fact, the former, strikingly attired in black, actually took charge of a company for the Saturday battle.

Prior to Saturday’s supper, the Battalion staff and line officers attended a little soiree at Col. Amend’s tent to discuss some upcoming matters, mainly where the Battalion and Brigade stand in terms of our relationships with other units, and their events. Due respect, however, much more interesting was the open bar we had of rum, whiskey, schnapps, etc., and some cigars, provided by the colonel. We had a number of toasts, and then toasted some more, and etc., and everyone was put in a fine frame of mind with or without accomplishing much actual business.

Saturday night --

Continuing another 9th tradition, we had our Saturday night “potluck” stew. In a large pot, we added salt pork, summer sausage, venison, molasses, brown sugar, onions, carrots, green beans, sweet potatoes, chilies, tomatoes, peppers, beer, garlic salt, pears, and some jean wool and buttons for fiber. Quite tasty by several accounts.

Saturday night, we were much intrigued by one of our neighbors who had what appeared to be a portable DVD player in his tent. Oh well, if they’d-a had it, they’d-a used it.
Campfires -- Saturday night’s campfire must rank up there. I have passed the torch to Mr. Albert as the fire-master of the 9th. He created or re-created a true “Bobfire,” which we stoked and entreated to reach new levels of fire and fury, and eventually it was transformed into the “9th forge.” Whatever went it, did not come out the same -- glass, metals, etc. We picked through some misshapen materials from the fire pit on leaving on Sunday.

I can say that there are at least two ways you can enjoy a campfire. You can have a sedate, quiet one, or you can have a rip-roaring, no holds-barred, blue-blast like the one we had. It’s the 9th, naturally. Some say it lasted until 2 am (long past your humble correspondent’s bedtime).

Some of the 9th graduates on staff shared our fire, including Col. Amend, Major Albert, Color Sgt. Bell, and Sgt. Major Sutton. The colonel fried some steak and salt pork on an old shovel head he had procured for the purpose.

Sunday --

Sunday morning, Capt. Keith had one of his well-attended church services and there was also a separate Catholic mass.

No real reason to start packing out given the nearness of the parking lot.

I finally got off to do a little shopping with Mr. Fasuala but found little that I needed. But I did purchase several of the brass crescent moon/star badges and passed them out to several of the men for placement on the left breast of the coat.

Prior to the battle, the 9th held a spirited game of mubbleypeg (check my spelling here, guys), another 9th tradition. Of note, on one toss, one man’s knife stuck squarely atop another’s already grounded. We had to call in Sgt. Major Sutton to make the call  on that one.

Before long, of course, it was time for the final battle. We formed up, and Sgt. Major Sutton led us in the “Missouri Tiger” (1-9, then Ma-zu-rah!). Col. Amend also proposed the “Arkansas cheer” -- clap, stomp, spit -- but it didn’t catch on.

Upon the battle, we went down the hill past the Borden House and onto the plain. Massed yank artillery was plainly visible in the distance, in a line to our right, and the yank infantry later showed up just off our center. We engaged the infantry and matched them volley for volley, but the Battalion eventually broke and straggled off the field.

During the battle, I saw a young conscript of the 3rd MO run, and Lt. Shuster called after him to no avail, and he was forced to fire several times to fell the coward, as a warning to others who might think to run.

Unfortunately, we had at least two injuries during the Sunday fight. One was Mr. Dwayne Goodwin of the 10th MO with a cap to the eye, The fragment did not penetrate, however, it was very painful for him and they didn't want to take chances with his injury, so Capt. Broski of the 10th MO called “medic” and stopped the fight. Mr. Goodwin was immediately taken to the ambulance where they flushed his eyes, and examined him. He was cleared by the paramedics and released, and was able to drive home on his own, and went to work the next day (part of this report courtesy of Capt. Joe Broski).  

The other injury occurred when color guard Dave Jepsen, also of the 10th MO, took a hit with color Sgt. Bell, both going down. Mr. Jepsen apparently was scraped on the throat by the finial of the flag, and there was lots of blood. An unfortunate occurrence, but he is lucky given that the injury was where it was and not deeper. In any event, the injury took an ambulance ride to the hospital and two staples to take care of. Ultimately, Mr. Jepsen got back on the road around 6:30 pm.

Both men are good soldiers and we wish them speedy recoveries. It bears noting again, that reenactments are dangerous affairs and “safety first” should be our watchword.

Between the medical interludes, during which the action was stopped, each side regaled the other with a period song or two. I have to say, the yanks got the best of this. I had begun to turn to Mr. Bearden of the 1st MO for him to lead in the Bonnie Blue when the action re-commenced.

I eventually went down with a gut shot in front of some of the boys from Elliott’s Scouts who were holding the right, and I witnessed the Battalion straggling off.

The passing of the “Homie” -- We instituted another 9th tradition at Stand of Colors earlier in the year with the presentation of the “Homie” award to the 9th soldier who committed the worst bonehead, or other significant or unusual action/comment of the weekend. 1st Sgt. Shively has had Homie with him since SOC, but it appeared at PG and was awarded prior to the Sunday battle to Mr. Shemwell who regaled the lads with a story of a wallaby that he had seen on one of his travels, in North Platte NE. The beast’s anatomical appearance, Mr. Shemwell said was, well, “stunning.” And so it goes.

I might note that Color Sgt. Bell, earlier in the weekend, produced from a bag a mate for Homie. Waiting a moment for effect, he then also produced two smaller rubber chickens, the ostensible offspring of the mating of Homie and his new gal, one of the offspring sporting a red cravat.

Getting out, going home --

The Sunday battle was at one, and we were back on the road by a little after 3 pm. The trip home was uneventful, although we did stop at a company C favorite, Cracker Barrel and introduced Messrs. Staab and Fasula to that tradition.

Our thanks to the Arkansas Division of State Parks for letting us come again to play soldier on their fine battlefield. I hope that we are worthy of the effort I know they put into making this happen every two years and that we get invited back again in 2010.

Epilogue --

I have shaved the beard and begun to store uniforms and accoutrements for the winter quarters. We have closed another campaign in the long, glorious history of the 9th Texas Regiment of Infantry. I can never urge this enough, but we are, and should be, a band of brothers, and although separated by geography and vocation, yet we share common interest and spirit, and overcome common challenge and adversity when we come together. Let it be remembered, “there is none finer!”

Until we meet again on the battlefield, and with best wishes for a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, I remain

Your obedient servant,

Brian Cox
Captain, commanding
9th Texas Reg’t. of Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion

P.S. -- here is a comment about the event and other matters from Major Looney:

First off.  Merry Christmas & God Bless to all of you and to your families.  Many have experienced tough losses this past year, but you always have your memories to help.  Keep good cheer.
Don't know about you all but I really enjoyed PG this year.  I think one of the best in a long time.  It was great to see new friends, old friends.  I lift my glass to the last event of 2008 & look forward to reenacting in 2009.
One other thing men.  At PG the 1st MO [Battalion] was the best unit on the field bar none.  You gotta be proud.










                   Pictures for Huzzah Valley event are posted...   Click!



                               HUZZAH AFTER ACTION REPORT                                                            

After Action Report -- Huzzah Valley,  MO, Oct. 3-5, 2008

I beg to offer the following account of activities in and near Huzzah Valley Resort, near Steeleville MO, Oct. 3-5, 2008:

Getting in, setting up --

Although the trip was long, about six (6) hours out of Topeka, it was enjoyable with Mr. Shemwell, and 1st Cpl. Downey making the van trip with me. Good thing gas prices were down a bit. Nothing out of the ordinary on the trip in except those winding roads as you get closer in.

Essentially, the historical scenario was Gen. Price’s 1864 pursuit of the federals under Gen. Ewing after Pilot Knob. The latter stopped short here,,turned his guns on the rebs, and so the battle happened.

The site was beautiful, the hill adjacent to our camp was tree-studded and the trees were just beginning to turn. One of the red barns visible from our camp was used as a field hospital during the action.

Our numbers for Saturday were 55 rifles reb, 30 to 35 yank; 5 or 6 reb artillery, to 5 yank artillery; 10 reb cavalry to 14 yank. Numbers dropped only a little on Sunday.

I saw only one mosquito, and noticed no ticks during, nor any chigger bites following. The weather was warm and dry.

Present for staff were Mike Williams, breveted as colonel for the event, and Major and adjutant Sam Looney. The former was on his usual Scout all weekend. Apparently, the latter is becoming adept at untying his rope as he got away once during the weekend. Sure likes apples.

Major Looney graciously extended to the guys from the 9th the honor and privilege of serving on staff so Mr. Downey was Sgt. Major, Pvt. Shemwell took on the role of Color Sgt., and I filled in as Lt. Colonel. All agreed this was quite an education!

In addition, as Mr. Downey found out, his role was quite a strain on his voice which became hoarser and hoarser as the weekend progressed. At one point, he resorted to some liquid comfort to try to assuage the roughness. Mr. Downey also found his new role required a considerable amount of extra work, including the paperwork involved in keeping track of numbers, etc. He also offered the observation that keeping the Battalion in line and moving was like ‘herding cats.’

I might add that Mr. Downey filled the large shoes of Mr. Sutton in a very capable fashion. I came away from the weekend impressed by Mr. Downey, and yet with great respect for Mr. Sutton who has filled the bill all these years with humor, good will, and skill (faithful reader, please remember that Mr. Sutton is an old 9th Texas man, and from company C to boot).

Mr. Shemwell adds the following concerning his new duties for event:  “[after stepping in and carrying the flag in the absence of Sgt. Bell, I can really appreciate the work and attention to detail that he puts into each event. It was an honor to try to fill his shoes - but no one can beat him for
style and humor.” Needless to say, Herb did a great job as well, and went down twice for the effort.

My own perspective as Lt. Col. was that, being aware of several companies as opposed to just one, is quite a different task, and I think everyone should have the chance to do that at one point as it certainly broadens one’s perspective. Notwithstanding, as one old hand told me a few years ago, ‘your fun goes down as your rank goes up.’ In any event, my main function was to share army wing command duties with Major Looney.

Numbers were down from the Battalion, but all of our regiments were represented including the 1st MO (under 1st Sgt. James Shipman, as Captain Burnos was reportedly ill); the 2nd MO (under Capt. Ron Ulrich); the 3rd MO (under Capt. Mike Girdner); the 4th MO (under newly-elected Lt. Scott George, who did a great job, congratulations, by the way); the 9th MOSS (under Capt. Bob Smith, although more on this later); the 10th MO (under Capt. Joe Broski); and the 16th MO (under Captain Todd Conner).

Sutlers’ row was a little disappointing, as no sutlers of note were there including Del Warren, but they did have a root beer man, a couple of food venders, and not one but two blacksmiths.

About sixteen (16) stalwarts made the planned approximately 20 mile, three day march into the site, coordinated by Cpl. Dime Hollingsworth of the 9th MO (if you care to read a little more, faithful reader, see, beginning on Wednesday of the week of the event. Some of those who made the march appeared a little worse for the wear, but I applaud them for the effort, and wished that I could have made it. Reportedly, they had some pickin’s from the woods along the way in including some wild mushrooms. One said they fried some of these in bacon grease and they were first rate. Some of the marchers said that they got quite cold on the march in on Thursday night.

Unfortunately, at our camp, there was very little foot traffic. The reason, no doubt, was that the reb camp, was, again, placed away from the center of activity of the event, i.e. away from sutler’s row and the food vendors. No idea why that continues to happen (recall Mahaffie, Gettysburg).

We had plenty of wood, but only two port-a-johns in our area, so there was some waiting, but these were kept clean. The federals had all the water spigots, and we were relegated to using some plastic water jugs. No one went thirsty but we had to have water details. No ice was provided. But, on the other hand, there was no registration fee.

Col. Williams had his brother-in-law with him all weekend, “Peanut,” a nice guy. The latter didn’t fight, but kept the fire going and watched the camp along with Quartermaster Sgt. Russ Palmer of the 1st MO. He also cooked three squares a day for the colonel including steak for breakfast and supper. At one point, Mr. Downey graciously provided a small blue checked towel to serve as Col. Williams’ table cloth. If you are going to do it, you might as well do it in style.

Saturday --

One who camped quite close complained of Mr. Downey’s snoring (those who know will tell you that the men of the 9th can produce strange noises). I passed the night well.

In the afternoon, Captain Bob Smith of the 9th MOSS, who had made the march in, went down with an undefined illness. He was immediately attended to by some of our guys who were medics as well as a very competent local fellow. Eventually, Bob was life-flighted to a hospital in St. Louis. We understand that he was eventually released from the hospital, but the etiology of his illness is as yet undetermined. The matter was reportedly sent to the CDC for analysis. We wish Bob a speedy recovery.

At one point during the day, a grizzled old private from the 3rd MO was brought up to Col. Williams, in cuffs, by Capt. Girdner, with a dirty rifle. Brooking no disrespect, Col. Williams sent him away to clean the piece in 15 minutes. (Mr. Downey noted  later that the piece was indicated as clean on the morning weapons report.)

Captain Broski’s boys wanted us to take a shot of them “bloating” so we did, and they were quite good at that, and we also got them in a “deadline.” A little grim in times of war, as we are in today, but we are here to honor those who fought and died and such was part of it.

Saturday battle --

As we had no formal preacher, a private from the 9th MOSS gave a stirring Lord’s Prayer prior to the battle (“...thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies ....”).

Our plan was to march up a narrow defile out of our camp in column of fours, then deploy by company into line to form a column of companies, then deploy on the left of companies, forward onto line, left half wheel to form our battle line.

We pushed them but the blue devils were persistent and we got beat on Saturday. Nothing out of the ordinary, however. Their cavalry was on our right flank and at one point, we had to refuse to meet them. As Color Sgt., Mr. Shemwell went down both days. The acoustics of the site were such that the report from our rifle fire bounced off the several large barns which adjoined the site, and one said, sounded like he assumed that minie balls whizzing and whirring through the air would have sounded.

The Battalion didn’t really have much by way of musicians, although one young lad, new to the task, did a capable job as drummer.

Both days, we held fairly intensive officer’s meetings, both sides, all services, to map out, as best as we could, how we wanted the battle to develop, progress, and for how long, and how best to serve the crowd. There were appreciative crowds both days, but oh, give me a tactical!

After the battle, and consistently with our some-time practice, Col. Williams had us march over to the crowd, and do a “Charge bayonet” -- always a crowd-pleaser, and this was no exception. As we advanced on the crowd’s position, a youngster trained his orange-tipped plastic pistol on me, fired, and I pitched over in front of the battalion (I successfully took the hit without piercing any part of my person).

After the battle, we held an impromptu Captain’s meeting to plan for the 2009 campaign. Subject to Col. Amend’s approval, and recognizing that we do not yet have a national event for 2009 and do not know what Robbie Sander’s Arkansas boys will be doing, we tentatively agreed on the following events to be designated as Battalion MAX events (I have added some others which were mentioned or which are in the offing):

April 4-5                                                Shoal Creek MO                       MAX

April 18, 19                                            St. Joe

May 15 to 17                                          Jefferson City MO             MAX
                                                             145th anniversary of the capture of the state capitol
June 12-1                                              Humboldt, KS (sponsor 9th TX.)

July 5-7                                                 Kingston MO
Sept. 5-6                                               Lamoni, IA (Labor Day weekend)

Sept. 19-2                                             Holden MO                                                              MAX
Sept. ??                                                Pawnee City, NE (contact Mr. Chris Visser of the 9th)

Sept. ??                                                Austin, MO (“Beanie” -- contact Joe Broski 10th MO)

??                                                         Bentonville ARK          MAX

Oct. 17-18                                             Fortescue MO               MAX

It might be noted that much of our initial discussion concerned whether we should have a spring muster and a first event, such as Shoal Creek, or just one event with reenactment and spring muster combined. One side advocated  that  the various activities at a reenactment (e.g., sutlers, food court) conflict with business to be conducted at a muster. Others, including your humble correspondent, stated that, in times of decreasing numbers, it might be difficult to get guys to two events, let alone one, and that the two should be combined. The discussion continues.

Saturday night --

The dance was at 8:00. None of staff attended. The event organizers, however, in a nice touch, scheduled an officer’s soiree at 7:00 in the same barn as the dance was to be held, to include cigars, cider (“hard” and “soft”) and pie. I saw no pie, but Major Looney, Col. Williams, and I took some tobacco and some drink and had a meaningful discussion with Col. Stan Prater of the federals about 2009 events, especially Jeff City. I pronounce it a success, and thank the organizers for having such a special deal.

The organizers also announced the winners of the “best camp” contest. To his surprise, but the battalion’s satisfaction, our own Major Looney won the award and took with him a basket filled with some interesting odds and ends including a Civil War reader, a large mug, a housewife, etc.

I might note that, during the weekend, Sam’s wife portrayed a temperance lady who checked our tents for telltale bottles, and at one point grabbed two of our guys to give them a talk on the evils of demon rum. At another point, she sought to check our campfire chairs to ensure that they were the legal property of those using them. She proved to be a little bit of a gadfly, but once you got into it, it was a pleasant diversion and something you don’t always see.

Upon our return from the soiree, we noticed some commotion back in camp. There was a group of entrepreneurs there who were hawking a glass lantern peep show. Indeed! Oh, faithful reader, for a mere 5 cents, they gave you a shot of “courage” and a chance to see some photographs which, suffice it to say, could prove a real education for the uninitiated. I saw two pictures, one with a dog (thankfully, not a Boston). A picture of Col. Williams, who viewed all of the photos, is reportedly circulating.

Some live fire from the artillery was also scheduled that night and we heard it take place but did not watch.

We commenced the usual campfire discussions with some opinions about the elections which, at the time, were almost upon us. I determined to turn the matter to a first person discussion so, when the chance presented itself, I opined that things would be difficult if a Republican were elected, that we would have to go out. After that, for a couple of hours, while enjoying some contemporaneous refreshment, including some of Mr. Downey’s bait shop likker and some brandy from Mr. Jepsen, we discussed the political situation as of November 1860. We all agreed that South Carolina would undoubtedly go out, and that Mississippi and Georgia would likely follow. We agreed that Texas would go as well, and that, if we had Missouri, we would likely prevail in any contest.

Our camp bagpiper came out and played a few tunes and Dime Hollingsworth also played and sang.

Sunday --

Mr. Downey cut his stubble with a straight edge razor with a private holding the mirror.

Prior to the battle, I broke out an apple pie I had brought from Topeka (I think I will make this a tradition), and shared it with the lads.

In addition, a local SUV outfit held a memorial service for one William Jackson, a solider from the 47th MO (federal) who was killed in the very action we were reenacting, in September 1864. All the rebs agreed to support the ceremony and they bussed us the short distance to the the young soldier’s gravestone.

Before long, it was time to form up for the final battle which we were to win this time. After we had formed up, I passed out peppermints to all the men in the now strong right wing and got to the last man with one peppermint left, no more and no less. A good omen for the battle.

Ours and the federals’ numbers were down a bit for the Sunday battle, but not so much on our part to not attempt a little flanking movement by Major Looney’s left wing. 

We weakened our left wing under Major Looney and gave him one company to do the flanking movement, while our strong right wing under Col. Williams and your humble correspondent would do the frontal attack against the federal infantry and massed artillery. Our artillery was to our immediate right. We engaged and after a bit, Col. Williams gave the command for Major Looney to advance as well.

Consistently with the planned scenario and with history, we pushed the federals off the field entirely, through their camp and past the sutlers. We thought the battle over when we saw that they wanted some more, so we traded a couple more volleys, and that was it. The federal cavalry was not nearly so annoying as on Saturday. All told, the battle was about an hour.

One federal artilleryman did make the obligatory but totally inappropriate charge into our ranks.

Breaking down and getting out was easy. The cars were only about 1/4 mile away. No traffic jams.

The trip home was easy and uneventful, and we substituted a Ryan’s (all you can eat buffet) for our usual Cracker Barrel. Mr. Jepsen of the 10th joined us.

Overall, although we didn’t have great numbers and the trip was a little far, I give this event high marks, as I think all who participated would. As such, a special thanks to Mike Roderman of the 2nd MO artillery (also president-elect of the MCWRA) for bringing it off.

Here is a post from Sam Looney:

“Don't know about anyone else, but I had a good time at Huzzah Valley.  Good weather, great location,  satisfying battles, helpful event people, and good friends.  Can't ask for more.  Thanks to Brian Cox, Randy Downey, and Herb Shemwell for the help on staff.  You guys did great.  Your experience showed and I was glad to get to know each of you better.  Thanks also to Brian for the campfire political discussion.  1st person is fun when all join in.  There were so many of you that made this a good event, I dare not mention any more names for fear of missing someone.  Larry Reed was missed and would have been there but for the passing of his father.  Our condolences Larry.  We were all concerned for Bob Smith and thankfully he is recovering.  Wouldn't be the same without Bob in camp with us.  Hope all had a good time and look forward to seeing everyone at Pr. Grove.”

1st Cpl./Sgt. Major Downey adds the following:

“I stopped by the Captain[ Cox]'s new plantation on my way to join the column in its foray into Missouri.  I would say that even the fine homes in St. Louis would pale in comparison.  The stout and reliable Mr. Shemwell also graced us with his presence.  It was sad to say that many fine soldiers were not available to swell our ranks.  Mr. Williams took Col. Amend’s spot while he was consoling a sickly relative.  Captain Cox filled the Lt. Col. spot with great verve.  Sgt. Major Sutton was reported to be electioneering  in his home town in Missouri.  This led to myself being asked to attempt to fill his very able shoes.  I hope that I was able to muddle through in an acceptable fashion.  I must say that Sgt. Major Sutton’s good character was brought into focus by my discovery that he only took a 5% cut from the regiment’s poker games instead of the traditional 10%.  With Sgt. Bell's absence, Pvt. Shemwell stepped into the Color Sgt. position and kept the flag to the forefront.  There are rumors that Sgt. Bell may have overstayed his furlough while consorting with thespians and other sporting types. I'm sure that these tales are great exaggerations!  I do hear that our campaign in the Prairie Grove area will have greater numbers and a return of the many missing soldiers.  I look forward to seeing them in uniform again.”

Your obedient servant,

Brian Cox
Captain, commanding
9th Texas Vol. Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion


             PIPESTONE AFTER ACTION REPORT                 



After Action Report -- Pipestone MN, July 15-17, 2008

I beg to offer the following account of activities in and near Pipestone MN, August 15-17, 2008:

Getting in, setting up --

Mr. Shemwell and I made the trip. The drive was about 7 1/2 hours out of Topeka, a goodly haul, but on good 4 lanes most of the way, on I-29, and, if you wanted to try your hands at a little casino action along the way, there was plenty of that, some big-time and some of the mom-and-pop type, with casinos popping up in local gas stations and convenience stores. We also noted several huge wind vanes along the way.

Present for duty were Major/Pvt. Visser, and Pvt’s Shemwell, Tim Adams, Lliteras, Wilkinson, and your humble correspondent as a private as well (Major Looney had sent out an email prior to the event that all officers needed to be prepared to fall in as privates.)

Present for staff was Major Looney (Mississippi, we missed you!). The local reenactor contact who ran things was Dave Renley from the 18th U.S. Regulars, a nice guy, competent and assertive, but likable.

Other units, or parts thereof, present were Mike Girdner’s 3d MO; Daniel Keith’s 4th MO; one from the 1st and another from the 9th MOSS.

The Fremont Pathfinders were there in force as rebs, and one of them talked up an event at Brownsville NE in October that sounds interesting. I remember going to this event my first year, in 1993. I have posted some information about the event on the website -- see at

The 1st Nebraska was there and they galvanized, so they were with us. On the federal side were the 13th U.S. Regulars. There were several Zouaves on our side and one of their ladies fought with them as a corporal. These were the 2nd Louisiana, Wheat’s Tigers, and they looked the part.

There were also some Arkansas boys there, but not Robbie Sanders’ boys. These were the 4th Arkansas and they were a good bunch of guys. Some of their boys also came to Lamoni IA.

Mr. Visser was tasked to fill in as a major, and did his usual job with distinction and humor, natch.

We were ably led by Captain Keith of the 4th Mo on Saturday and Captain Girdner of the 3rd on Sunday. 

No calvary permitted due to insurance constraints, nor any dogs (sorry, Booster).

Del Warren was the only sutler of note who attended.

Setting up was quite easy, although we had to steal a bale of straw from the spectator area. There was plenty of wood, including dead wood, a spigot for water within a stone’s throw, real porcelain just across the street in public restroom with just enough privacy, and free ice. The organizers also provided a $5 certificate for those who had pre-registered. Nice touch.

Of note, there were no insects, chiggers, ticks, or mosquitos.

We set up a long, wide company street, for the most part, although our Nebraska men campaigned it just off the street. We had two captain’s tent at the head of the street.

Friday night campfire, a joint one with all our Missouri brothers provided time for reflection and discussion, as well as some libations  passed around. Got to bed too late for the anticipated Saturday morning mischief.

Saturday morning --

We were to skirmish with the Yanks on Saturday morning. Indeed, I was awakened from a very restful sleep after a long hard evening debating the issues of the day around the campfire by Sgt. George of the 4th, poking his head in my tent with the comment, “captain, the federals are on the move.” Well, it took no long roll to get us going and we were eager for a morning of unscripted skirmishing, unconstrained by the crowd or time or geography. Well, we had a brief one, then went back to camp, then got called out again briefly, but the federals had no staying power, did not send out their whole force, and indeed, apparently backed up into the sutler area which was agreed ahead of time was off limits to any attack. So, that was that; end of skirmish.

Back in camp for breakfast, mostly bacon, eggs, and potatoes.

We sent out pickets but those got called back in shortly as the federals were drilling and therefore no threat.

We had brief drill both Saturday and Sunday, capably led by Captains Keith, and Girdner, respectively.

Large crowds did come into the reb camps both days, and your humble servant was able to provide some impromptu talks on the life and times of the civil war soldier. There were also some recruiting opportunities although the area is a little outside of our usual area.

Saturday battle --

The Saturday battle commenced at 3 pm as planned. Both days, there was a commentator on loudspeaker who kept the crowd informed about the reenactment and the Civil War in general, and some period music was played as well. There was a good crowd for the battle, and the nature of the area was such that they were not relegated to a particular area and could indeed get quite close to the battle and to the soldiers involved.

This battle was supposed to be First Manassas, but the similarity was lost on me. In any event, our little army went in in three parts, the Missouri boys and the 9th last, to flank the federals. The battle was fairly short and quite disjointed. I was wholly uncertain that all the federals even got into it, at least from my perspective.

Mr. Shemwell did a number of his stereo photos.

Saturday night --

Dave Renley fired up three hams on a spit in his little camp just across the road, but I am not sure how many takers he had. I pulled a piece off of it on Sunday and it was still quite tasty.

The local hotel had a restaurant upstairs and a bar downstairs, at least they were in the same building. I have to say that the meal and the service at the restaurant was not worth the wait. The beer was, however, a new kind recommended by Mr. Wilkinson, “Schell” beer from New Ulm MN. Some of the Missouri boys also came in to eat and we toasted them, and they toasted us back.

We finished up with some beer and pool and caught up on news and gossip.

Mr. Visser floated the idea for a week long trip in 2009 or later of guys in the 9th to tour some area of Civil War history, such as the Richmond/northern Virginia area. We would go in a van or vans, sleep at campgrounds, and maybe end the week at a reenactment. More on this later on the website. Let me know if there is any interest. Still tentative ....

Most of the guys went to the dance on Saturday, some to dance, some to watch. It attracted quite a local crowd. There was a fair Lincoln impersonator there, along with his wife who did a pretty fair Mary Todd. One of our guys heckled, “how was the play?,” and she shot back, I am told, with considerable pluck, “we got a bang out of it.”

Sunday --

An extended church service was presided over by Captain Keith, and was well attended.

Prior to the battle, word had apparently circulated that Captain Girdner had left his pistol at home so that the holster he carried on his hip was in fact empty. As a consequence, Major Looney presented Mike a special award purchased by the men:  a wooden rubber band pistol, with some extra “ammo.” Mike took it in good humor.

The battle was a little late at 2 pm, but it lasted the anticipated 1/2 hour and it was a hot one. Despite the fact that it was pre-scripted in advance, we had a good time getting mauled by the federals who presented quite a contrast from their attitude on Saturday. Half of us (the second platoon of the battalion) went out under Major Visser, and I lost track of the others. In any event, we advanced down the road anticipating that it would be a little while before the battle started, but instead it appeared to start with us.

There were federals in our front, outnumbering us, but we engaged them, and pushed a little and got pushed back; they refused to budge. They pushed us back to a split rail fence which had been set up for the event. Soon, the rest of our small army arrived and we began to push back, however, the federals had substantial reinforcements. 

By then, our little platoon was down to 1/2 strength. Major Visser took a great hit in our front, and Second Sgt. Scott George of the 4th Mo was capably in charge. Major Looney then came forward and told us, aware that the federals were pressing, that we had to hold our forward position behind the rail at all costs. We held but were soon overrun and all killed by the rampaging federals.

Getting out and miscellaneous --

Breakdown on Sunday after the battle, quick and clean. No need to break down prior to the battle as you could see your car or truck from the camp.

Overall, the weather was beautiful, dry and warm, and very sunny on Sunday.

There were very few modern distractions such as car or train noise, but the power lines overhead were much in evidence.

Dave Renley said that his goal was to have 100 rebs and that they were gradually reaching that mark, and that he was happy with how Pipestone 2008 turned out. I am as well.

I tender my humble suggestion that Pipestone be added to the Battalion MAX schedule for 2010 as I think we all had a great time there, the long drive notwithstanding. Getting into a new area and seeing some new faces is a good thing, and I humbly support that.

The trip home was easy and uneventful, and we even found a Cracker Barrel.

Your obedient servant,

Brian Cox
Captain, commanding
9th Texas Vol. Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion





                                              AFTER ACTION REPORT



After Action Report -- Lamoni IA, 2008

I beg to offer the following account of activities in and near Lamoni IA, August 29-31, 2008:

This is a non-MAX, optional event which I went to last year as well as this as it is a relatively short trip out of Topeka and a pleasant, low key event. Much like Pipestone MN, except a little smaller. Not to miss Szabo, of course, where I snagged another photo. Doug Jones was the local organizer, and he was fully up to the task, although providing us, by design, with less detail and organization on the battles, generally leaving that up to the wishes of the troops involved.

Present for duty were elements of the 1st, 3rd, and the 10th MO, and your humble correspondent in behalf of the 9th. Elliott’s Scouts were also there in force. Del Warren was there, as was a root beer man, and some lesser venders. Parking was fairly close, water and wood were plentiful and porta potties were nearby.

Getting in was easy, about a three (3) hour trip on four lane roads north on I-35 out of Kansas City. That stretch of road is quick, clean, and well-maintained. Missouri smokies, however, were out in force and I missed a ticket by the grace of God.

Friday night --

The event organizers apparently had last year, and did this, a new twist on the same ol’ thing, that being a mini-immersion campaign on Friday night through Saturday morning. Although we only had four rebs who wanted to do the thing, the federals were there in force, about twelve in number, including the “Tater Mess” (so-called hardcore), and a Nebraska outfit. Hey, you don’t do this every event, let alone every year.

The plan was for both sides to load up with all gear needed for skirmish and a night’s stay, including raw rations of slab bacon, coffee, apples, onions, carrots, potatoes, and wonderful fresh-baked bread. With only four rebs, we nevertheless were to chase the Yanks across a couple of miles of Iowa farmland, some a little rugged, from dusk on. (No mean task getting this all approved and organized.)

We pushed off and saw the Yanks only but little after that. Two of our guys, including the 3rd’s capable 1st Sgt. Christian Shuster, went out ahead, and another 3rd man and I brought up our rear. We became quite separated, however, after a bit, and given that we did not know and were not told what our eventual bivouac was to be, we might have gotten lost in the Iowa sticks.  We eventually heard rifle shots from our guys as a signal to us (we at first thought it a skirmish developing), and followed the sound to get our little force of four together again.

The federals had already made their camp, and another Yank was there to guide us to a spot on an old gravel farm road, where water jugs and some firewood had been left for us (we needed every bit as it turned out). We made camp there, and were “relaxing” around our fire when one of the federals invited us over to their camp, about a hundred yards distant. Now, that was quite a lively affair as they had banjo, fiddle, and lots of songs, a little dancing, tobacco, and some bottles of popskull to pass around. We stayed for about an hour and had a great time. My compliments to the Tater Mess for their great hospitality and good cheer.

We then repaired to our camp, and noticed our hunger and so broke out and devoured most of our rations including the salt pork. The latter’s reputation notwithstanding, it tasted great and we all ate our shares, either from a frying pan or a ramrod. The sky where we were was wide and bright and it seemed like you could see every star in it.

We then turned in but the early morning brought a chill especially given that we were still quite moist from the hike in, and I awoke with a rolling shiver. I put the rest of the logs on the fire and moved closer to it, and did the best I could. All of us made the choice to either sleep on the road or in the grass with the dew. There were a number of dogs barking through the night, but none came close. Morning came soon enough.

Then, we were off, and chasing the federals again. The goal was to drive them back into our static camp and into the hands of Elliott’s Scouts, who were waiting, where we would smash them. The going was just as tough as the night before, although we could now see where we were going, but the dew was very heavy and the grass was high. Soon enough, our brogans and socks were soaking wet.

In any event, the federals appeared generally reluctant to skirmish, but they did offer us their back several times and we delighted in having those targets. Getting closer to camp, we ran out of powder and so had to break off and take the long way back to camp.

It was quite an effort, and I can recommend it for next year. My congratulations to 1st Sgt. Christian Shuster, Cpl. Ben Ream (“Goat”), and Pvt. John Harris, all of the 3rd MO, who made the campaign.

But for ample doses of Off, I think I would have been eaten alive by the mosquitos, and what I assume must have been veritable armies of chiggers in all the tall grass we tramped through. Saw no ticks, ‘tho.

After recovering a bit, and attending the officers’ call, I had my picture taken at Robert Szabo’s little studio.

Back in camp, we decided to walk into little Lamoni for lunch. Someone recommended a pizza place. Apparently we arrived at the peak of the lunch hour traffic, as we must have waited fully an hour to eat. We passed the time playing Trivial Pursuit. Pizza was good, tho’.

Saturday battle --

The Yanks had eight (8) cavalry to our three (3), four (4) cannon, including a howitzer to our one, and forty (40) infantry to our (30). Their artillery proved quite capable of following our position.

The officer’s meeting scripted out the afternoon battle in little detail except that we were to lose in an assault on the federal line. That came to pass, in spades.

The battle was at three. Temperature is estimated at mid-80’s, but clear and dry. In addition to Elliott’s Scouts, our little army had two companies of infantry, some Kentucky men, our camp neighbors (who I had never seen before), and our little Mo./Tex./Ark. battalion. Your humble correspondent took command of the latter.

Our role was to swing out to the federal left and assault the federal cannon. Easier said than done. As we marched out, we spotted all their calvary on our front, and were also told that some of their infantry was just to the right, wholly concealed under a gentle rise. In addition, we were well within range of all their cannon, and one of them, as we found out, was to give us all its attention.

Our boys did a great job of following commands, and keeping good order. Their cavalry pestered us at several points, but our own small number kept them off us. We had to go to ground several times in an attempt to avoid their volleys and the cannon fire.

Unfortunately, their rifles and the cannon which was pointed at us begin to tell, and our numbers began to fall off. Finally, a canister blast did most of us in, including me. I could tell from my position, face down with a gut shot, that our colonel had surrendered our remaining numbers to the federals.

At one point, the federal infantry in our front broke the rules by charging our line and attempting to engage in hand-to-hand. And one or two did.

Saturday night --

Earlier in the day, before the battle, I chanced to spot our old 9th Sgt. Gary Rath, now doing the medical impression. I talked to him at length during supper to catch up on old times. Gary has been following us on the website, and said that he and his wife are trying to make a move to Gettysburg next Spring (get yourself a wife like that!). We wish our best to Gary but hope to see him in the field when he can.

We had some crowds in the camps, although not like Pipestone.

The evening meal, provided by the organizers was delayed for an hour or so, but was eventually served up:  roast pork, peaches, beans, and more of that delicious bread. No drinks, but you could get seconds. No complaints at the price.

The dance started shortly thereafter and some of the guys took a turn to the music capably provided by some local talent.

I eventually returned to camp, engaged in a little chat around the fire, had a couple of beers, and then went to bed early after a long day.

Some of the troops next door were having a great time firing off bottle rockets, and some idiot left his truck parked just outside our little camp. So much for whatever “moment” you could get in camp.

Sunday morning --

Elliott’s scouts went out on Sunday morning to catch some film on cam-corders for a promotional video.

I had had my fill, so I packed up and left about 8:30.

Your obedient servant,

Brian Cox
Captain, commanding
9th Texas Vol. Infantry
1st Missouri Battalion


Journal Stand of Colors 2008

After Action Report and Photo's from event posted for your perusal




                              MAHAFFIE 2008 WAS A SUCCESS!!

   After Action report


            Photo Courtesy of Robert Szabo.


The Retrospective on 2007 events by Captain Cox has been added April 18, 2007


Dayton MO. March 28 - 30, 2008

After Action Report

Captain Brian Cox
9th Texas Vol. Inf.

The First Battalion meted out the wrath of God and the federal government for harboring a Missouri State Guard recruiting depot, this past weekend, albeit as federals, and a good time was had by all at the Burning of Dayton reenactment.

Courtesy of C & S Studios, a preview of the DVD created with pictures from 2007 events

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Pea Ridge Pictures 2007


  Regimental Meeting in Topeka -


 Report to Follow....

Bloody Dawn premieres ...

The Lawrence premiere of Tom Goodrich’s Bloody Dawn played to an appreciative audience on Saturday, January 12, 2008, at Liberty Hall. Present for the premiere were Shawn Bell, Randy Downey, Herb Shemwell, Brad Anspach, Tom Leahy, and your humble correspondent.

Director Ken Spurgeon of Lone Chimney films gave appropriate opening and closing remarks as well as acknowledging the descendants of the victims of the grisly August 1863 destruction of the town who were present at the showing. Also present were author Tom Goodrich and wife Deb as well as several of the commentators appearing on the film.

Displaying their acting chops in the film for the 9th were Shawn Bell, Randy Downey, Brian Albert, Bill Luther, Evan Andrews, Carl Rader, the multi-talented Tom Leahy (as William Quantrill), and your humble correspondent.

A reception at the Eldridge Hotel followed the showing.

We thank Ken Spurgeon and the folks at Lone Chimney films for the chance to assist in this important production.

Brian Cox
Captain, 9th Texas Vol. Inf.

9th Texas Regimental Meeting 2008

9th Texas Regimental Meeting - Saturday, February 9, 2008, Museum of the National Guard, Topeka, KS

Men, our annual organizational meeting (in lieu of a muster) will be held Saturday, February 9, 2008, at the Museum of the National Guard at Forbes Field, 6700 SW Topeka, Blvd., Topeka, KS.

This is for the entire rank and file, not just for officers and non-coms, and I encourage everyone to attend, including new men and potential new recruits.

In the interest of getting all possible business done, I want to start at 11:00 am. I will likely be there at 10 am. Food and drink will be provided. If we have any new men, we may have some brief school of the soldier at the end.

The following topics will be up for consideration:  2008 calendar of events (including several early season events), rank structure, recruiting activities, uniforms, scenarios at events this year, website, areas of drill we need to work on, “alter ego” federal impression, news around the 9th and the battalion, gripes, and the like, and any other pertinent business.

In addition, if anyone has extra gear for sale or barter, by all means, bring it with you. I have been in touch with several former members of the 9th and believe that I will have that gear available for sale at what is anticipated to be below-market prices.

Also, please bring pictures that you have of events past, as well as any materials which can be incorporated into our recruiting materials (e.g., old handouts).

In addition, I encourage everyone to bring cartridge-rolling materials so we can maximize our time.

For those men not on-line, please get out word to those about the meeting.

Please contact me if you have any questions.

I look forward to seeing you all at the meeting, and remain, your most humble and obedient servant,

Brian Cox
9th Texas Vol. Inf.


The 9th goes to Hollywood --

The Kansas premiere of Tom Goodrich’s Bloody Dawn on Quantrill’s 1863 raid on Lawrence, KS, will take place at Liberty Hall, 644 Massachusetts, Lawrence KS, on Saturday, January 12, 2008, at 7:00 pm, and the Orpheum, in Wichita KS, 200 North Broadway, on January 11 at 7:30 (other showings can be found on Lone Chimney’s website).

The 9th’s own Color Sgt. Shawn Bell has credits on the production as Associate Producer, Sets, Makeup, Weapons (see, and other members of the 9th pitched in on the film this past summer.

Bloody Dawn is another chapter in the 9th’s long history of assisting in film recreation of the bloody decade in this Country’s history commencing with Bleeding Kansas in the 1850’s and continuing through the American Civil War, 1861 to 1865 (for further details, see

Brian Cox


Pea Ridge 2007 event

After action report -- Pea Ridge (Bentonville ARK), Oct. 26-28, 2007:

Gen. Van Dorn’s Oct. 1862 effort to drive the federals out of Arkansas and thence Missouri met doom when the lads of old made the efforts, and ours was similarly unsuccessful when we journeyed again to Bentonville AR this past October.

The 9th with the Battalion has been to Bentonville at least twice.... Click to read on

                           Pea Ridge 2007 event Pictures are UP and ready for your viewing pleasure!


 Pilot Knob report full version: updated 10.20.07

Men of the 9th -- After repeated, gallant assaults on the Federals in Ft. Davidson this past weekend, it is my unfortunate duty to report that the attacks failed, and Gen. Price's Army of Missouri and our own First Missouri Battalion suffered measurably from the effort. It is now the duty of every man to work to hold the army together with a view toward the coming campaigns. .... click for more
Captain Brian Cox
9th Texas

Brian Cox

                  pictures added 10/21/07   

Pictures here for Lawrence and Filming for Lonestarchimney production of Bloody Dawn


Sept 9 dispatch...           

Men of the 9th --

Gen. Price has commanded that we assemble in the environs of Arcadia Valley in two weeks to march on St. Louis and push the federals  entirely out of our sister state of Missouri.

Gen. Price advises that the blue cowards have taken refuse in weakly constructed Ft. Davidson, which lies directly in our path. Although we understand that the federals have some cannon, it is estimated that they have barely over a thousand men to our 12,000. We should have no difficulty pushing them out of the way if they even have the heart to stand and fight.

Gen. Price will no doubt lay siege to the fort rather than risk a potentially costly frontal assault. There is high ground surrounding the fort on which we can set up our guns  to pound the fort into dust.

There is believed to be a cache of arms in the fort so that those among you who are presently unarmed will be armed.

Of note, the federal commander is reported to be Thomas Ewing, Jr., the brother-in-law of that Yankee scoundrel William Sherman who is at present attempting to capture Atlanta, Georgia. Perhaps we can do something to take Gen. Sherman’s mind off Atlanta!

I need remind no one among you that now is the time for every man to do his duty and follow Gen. Price in his liberation of Missouri.

I need to report our numbers to Col. Amend directly so those of you fit for duty on the campaign shall report your status immediately.

Your obedient servant,

Brian Cox
Captain, 9th Texas


The Ninth supported the Watkins Museum in Lawrence the weekend of August 17-18, 2007, for its annual Civil War on the Western Frontier activities. Although their activities extended over a two week period, we participated in their Civil War encampment on Saturday in South Park opposite the Douglas County Courthouse and bordering the retail hubbub of Massachusetts Street. The site and location present great opportunities for a larger event on the lines of Mahaffie, but that will take considerable efforts and time to realize.

Present for duty were Herb Shemwell, Brad Anspach and his wife Kim, and your humble correspondent for the 9th, and  Steve Slater and his lady friend, and Cpl. Rick Gardner and his son of Jackman's 16th Mo. Also present was Charles Walthall who, with his son, presented an artillery impression and also set up an SCV table.

Although enemy forces under Gen. Mosquee and Col. Chigg made repeated and determined attacks on our camp throughout Friday night, we survived to meet the next day's activities. The civilian presence through the night in the environs of South Park was somewhat unusual, but thankfully no homeless wanted to join us in our tents.  In addition, the park's water sprinklers  opened up on us later in the night and gradually advanced to effective range of our camp. Pvt. Shemwell performed picket duty and stopped the assaults with some carefully placed firewood scraps.

A free pancake and sausage feed considerably brightened our outlook on life in the morning and our numbers began to swell as our comrades began to arrive.

We were welcomed by appreciative crowds and were able to explain the life of the Civil War soldier and conduct some firing and drill demonstrations.We also handed out some recruiting material for the 9th and welcomed a new recruit, Tate Bartlett, who we have apparently rescued from a Yankee outlook.

Although our turnout was thin, I am optimistic that our numbers will increase next year.

Brian Cox   

Engagements for 2008 includes 145th Gettysburg.  Read about next years schedule here!

Pictures of Ninth at Lawrence and Filming at Old Cow Town for "Bloody Dawn" coming very soon (Check back soon!)    

Bloody Dawn, by Lone chimney Films

The 9th displayed its continuing support of historical preservation this summer with its assistance to the producers of a film version of Tom Goodrich's Bloody Dawn, about the raid on Lawrence in August 1863 by Quantrill's raiders (for those old enough to remember, Tom fell in with the 9th at Topeka's Railroad Days in 1993 as a raw recruit). Check out the website of Lone Chimney Films at

The weekend of August 12, 2007, Shawn Bell, Evan Andrews, Bill Luther, Tom Leahy, and your humble correspondent helped Lone Chimney Films complete their film recreation of that fateful event. Bill was one of the Lawrence male unfortunates, Evan played a raider who escaped lynching by the enraged citizens by shaving his beard and donning female garb, Tom expanded his considerable skills at historical impression by recreating the infamous Quantrill, your humble correspondent was a dusty, dirty raider, and Shawn was the make-up man and all around handy man on the set.

Although the pay was negligible, and the weather was blazing, a good time was had by all!

I understand that the 9th assisted in earlier "shoots" and will try to have more details later.

Our profound thanks to Lone Chimney Films for permitting the lads of the 9th to participate in this important event and to add our our already bulging film credits.

Brian Cox


Men, believe it or not, the reenacting season is half over. But there’s lots of good shooting left, and here’s an update on what’s still on the calendar:

Aug. 18 -- CW on the Western Border, Lawrence

Looks like this will just be living history. We can set up on Friday, August, 17, then, the event is during the day on Saturday. We may have to go in the Blue, but I am seeking further details.

I understand some of our sister units will support this, including Jackman’s 16th Mo.

Sept. 1-2 -- Lamoni’s 5th Annual CW Days, Lamoni IA

I got a flier on this at Mahaffie, and I think some of the company G lads may be going to this. Check out their website:  Civil War Days

This appears to be about 110 miles north of Kansas City

Sept. 15-16 -- Battle of Osawatomie, KS

Our own Tom Leahy will do his celebrated Abe Lincoln impression. I previously forwarded an email on this.

Here is some information from the curator of the site:

I would also like to invite the soldiers of the 9th Texas to participate in the Re-enactment of the Battle of Osawatomie. The event will be a two day event which will take place on the battlefield, with the battle being re-enacted on Saturday, September 15. I would also like to have weapons and drill demonstrations on both Saturday the 15th and Sunday the 16th, as that would add to the educational value of the event. Soldiers of the 9thTexas can camp on the battlefield, and groceries will be provided.

Osawatomie is SW of Kansas City and about 140 miles out of Topeka.

Sept. 21-23 -- Pilot Knob MO

Check out their website: History of Pilot Knob

October 13 -- CW Day at the Museum of the National Guard, Topeka, KS

This is a one day deal, but they have a pancake feed, free for reenactors, and will also likely have a federal artillery unit, and a group called the Lecompton Reenactors who do some orations.

Captain Daniel Keith also advised of some living history that they have down in Mt. Vernon MO. Unfortunately, that is the same weekend as our CW Day in Topeka. Contact me or Capt. Keith for those interested.

Oct. 26-28 -- 145th Anniversary of the Battle of Prairie Grove, Bentonville AR

The June issue of the CW Courier had a full page ad on this event, referring to it as a “quality national event.”

Check out their website:  145th Battle of Pea Ridge Reenactment

Brian Cox


June 8 - 10, 2007

Tribbey, Oklahoma

After Action Report by Captain Cox

Pictures courtesy of Brian Cox and herb Shemwell



New pictures added to Mahaffie page May 27.

The Lawrence Massacre:


Dear Friends,

The filming of Bloody Dawn:  The Lawrence Massacre is drawing near.  Many of you have asked about ways in which you can help, and here are some things we need.

We are certainly in need of help with regard to food for the 4 day shoot.  If you can contribute anything from a 24 pack of bottled water to a plate of cookies, it’s a great help to us.  You can contact Amy at 316-259-4183 if you can assist or contact her by email at

We will need extras for at least one day of shooting.  All extras need to make contact with us prior to the filming so if you’re interested please let us know or if you know others, please have them contact us.  We do know that the day of need for extras is June 1.  If you have already been contacted by me regarding a role, you will not want to be in the extra shots.

If you have any period clothing that you’d like to donate to the wardrobe department for the shoot, we’d be very appreciative.  As you can imagine this is quite an undertaking.  

Lastly, we can always use a monetary donation.  Any amount is very welcome and all are tax deductible.  Make checks out to Lone Chimney Films, Inc. 1804 N Columbine, Andover, KS 67002.

Thanks already for your kind words, thoughts and prayers.  We’re excited about the opportunity to bring Kansas history to life on film!

Ken Spurgeon

Lone Chimney Films, Inc.


Mahaffie Update

**Pictures are added to Shiloh page

Read the after action report on the Shiloh event posted.  There are pictures posted on Shiloh page.

Pilot Knob Form for September:   Pilot Knob

Other events will be posted as I get them in.