Everyone loves a good Christmas Party. Christmas is a time of togetherness, sharing, family, friends and everything that makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. One thing that is usually a party of most festive get together's and also warms you up, is booze. Such is the story of an 1826 Christmas Party at the United States Military Academy. And like most nights that are all blurred together by alcohol, there is sometimes a bad apple or two that ruin it for everyone. I know it is hard to think that the young men who attended West Point could be part of such behavior, but when the falling down water is flowing, it could happen to anyone. The events that would transpire over the days leading up to Christmas end in the infamous events in the …show more content…
Around teh same time, Cadet T.M. Lewis of Kentucky had a similar idea and returned back to the North Barrack with a gallon of his own. The booze was hidden from inspecting officers over the next few days.
On December 23rd, Sylvanus Thayer, the Academy's Superintendent, hosted a Christmas Party at his home. There some Cadets, but more of the higher ups were there and they sipped on some fine red wine and discussed some of the issues that were happening on campus. At the same time the Cadets in North Barracks began party planning, you know, who to invite, whose bringing dip, watch drinking games to play and so on. But really what they were doing was stealing food from the mess hall so they could have a nice spread for their guests. While doing this, the observant Cadets in the South Barracks found out about the party and well, they planned to crash it.
At 10pm or 22:00 on Christmas Eve the party stared in Room 28 in North Barracks and was a really mellow get together, with only 9 Cadets in attendance. Another party sprung up in Room #5 with seven Cadets, including Jefferson Davis, and yes that Jefferson Davis. At this time Cadet David Farrelly of Pennsylvania, ventured out to Benny's Haven's Tavern and picked up another gallon of whiskey and returned shortly after midnight on Christmas Day. Now around 2 in the morning, Charles Whipple of Michigan, the division superintendent, had enough
Once they arrived, they were given a short furlough to acclimate themselves to the territories of Europe. One of Davis’ brothers was active in the US Navy and stationed at Londonderry, Northern Ireland at the time of his arrival. “I took a week of my break and saw my brother. We had not seen each other in four years,” he said. Once he returned to his base, he remained with his company in British controlled Northern Ireland for approximately six months before being deployed to fight in Normandy.
SSG Rawlins was looking for high ground that had good cover and concealment. He wanted a place where he could spy the enemy and collect intel, he looked around for a few moments, “There at our fifteen hundred.” SSG Rawlins pointed at it. SGT Hammerston looked through his binoculars toward where SSG Rawlins was pointing. He scanned the area, “It looks good Staff Sergeant, but it’s going to take some doing to get over there.”
When Jeff returned, the army broke camp and started the long march to Springfield, Missouri. The sergeant was Millholland, who Jeff liked much more than Clardy. The next evening they camped 25 miles away from Springfield. When Jeff shot his gun to clean it, he got arrested and was taken before Clardy. As his punishment, he got all-night sentry duty. The battle was going to be at Wilson's Creek, Missouri. The north planed to attack the rebels at dawn and by surprise. They failed to surprise the rebels, lost hundreds of men and the battle. The day after the battle, Jeff had to report for ambulance duty. The field hospital was 2 large gray tents thrown together in a clump of trees. When Jeff was scanning the field of people, he saw lots of dangerously injured people, none of them looked happy
Captains Samuel Nicholas and fellow colleague Robert Mullan would organize the first Marine Corps muster. Traveling to a local Tavern in Philadelphia named Tun, these men gathered recruits with promises of adventures (and above all the occasional mug of beer, which was apparent in helping persuade the future recruits) as a result of these recruits would make up the first five companies that would serve aboard the Continental Navy ships. Captain Samuel Nicholas would later lead these recruits on the marine’s first amphibious raid in the year
At dawn, the Marine 1st Battalion, 5th Marines—commanded by Major Julius Turrill—was to attack Hill 142, but only two companies were in position. The Marines advanced in waves with bayonets fixed across an open wheat field that was swept with German machine gun and artillery fire, and many Marines were cut down.[9][10] Captain Crowther commanding the 67th Company was killed almost immediately. Captain Hamilton and the 49th Company fought from wood to wood, fighting the entrenched Germans and overrunning their objective by 6 yards (5.5 m). At this point, Hamilton had lost all five junior officers, while the 67th had only one commissioned officer alive. Hamilton reorganized the two companies, establishing strong points and a defensive line.[11]
In March, during our last team meeting, the team teachers wanted to try something new. Sugarloaf has four core teaches, Mr. Magaw, Mr. Mercier, Mr. Dalton, and Mrs. Kendall. Every month they get to choose a student from their class that they believe is an honor student and should be recognized. The Sugarloaf team gathered in the east gym as they normally do for a team meeting; the leaders announced the prizes and the team leaders talked about rules and missing assignments. Then, as we were all getting ready to leave Mr. Dalton came to the front and told us all that we were trying something we’ve never done before. He had two of the team leaders, Dezirae Givens and Blake Proctor, hold a giant sling shot with a Hostess Cake in the middle.
General Magnus had promoted Lt Layton to full Colonel and made him his new Executive Officer/ the other one had been killed by a sniper a week earlier. General Magnus knew it was those SF bastards because the round was a .50 Caliber and had to have been fired from an M107 possibly a mile or so away. It gave everyone pause, thinking now that every single senior officer was a target. What they didn’t know was that it was one of the 28th ID scout platoons that took the shot. Some of them had gone to
A tiny town in Illinois by the name of Galena. The narrow, small-town only had three thousand sixty-one people. Out of the two hundred and sixty student’s, forty-five were seniors. Galena’s seniors and Sterling’s seniors wanted to have a party in honor of graduating. Galena’s and Sterling’s graduation was on the same day, June first.
Abby and Grace decided to go to their high school's football game on the last Friday in October. As seniors, Abby and Grace would be able to sit in the front of the stands and would be expected to wear school colors and cheer loudly. Her least favorite pastime, Grace hated football games and was only going to please Abby, her best friend. Abby was close friends with the quarterback of the football team, who was also Abby's neighbor. For this reason, attending the football game was important to Abby. Becoming more upset as the night approached, Grace was more upset about going at her friend Abby. When the night finally arrived, Grace reluctantly attended. Miraculously, Grace had a lot more fun than she expected to
When Melinda started her first day of high school, she suffered from peer pressure with her best friend- who had just left her, and everyone had hated her because she ruined a party during summer break by calling the police. Melinda knew that no one knew the truth, but she was afraid to speak out about it. Laurie Anderson used the allusion of Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
Due to their decision to avoid Christmas altogether many people were quick to make judgements and comments. Countless amounts of people would misjudge their decision. Some people would say that the reason the Kranks were skipping Christmas was because they were too poor, they did not believe in the holiday of Christmas or God, or that Nora and Luther were dark inside. None of these rumors were true, but they were still very hurtful. The Kranks skipping Christmas was such a weird and horrible idea to their community that their story got published in the newspaper.
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In the first few weeks of school Laurie came home full of stories about Charles, the class rebel. Charles was rude to the teacher, hurt some of the other students, and yelled so loudly that it disrupted other classes in the school. He even hit the teacher, and kicked a presenter that came into their class. During those same weeks, Laurie’s behavior grew worse, mirroring Charles’ problems at school. He became loud and insolent,
The final bell rang, and students erupted in a joyful chorus of cheers as summer break began. I sang a melancholy dirge of self-pity. My bitterness increased as I waited for my mother to pick me up. She came at last and I jumped up, anxious to leave forever. Again, Mrs. Thomas thwarted my plans; she came outside to talk to my mother, undoubtedly about my ignominious fate. As they murmured, I viewed the co-conspirators with hostile eyes. I'm a victim, the final sigh of my fifth grade year whispered wearily.
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