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| Friday night, after making camp: A couple of doses of this and we'll be right as rain. |
| Looks like Cleaves is an eater of ribs. |
| "Ouija Board, when can I git a woman?" "Get away from me." |
| After breakfast (no idea who this is) ... |
| ... we went to Fort Jesup. |
| In the officers' quarters: This poor guy is trying to make his bed. The one on the right hopes if he doesn't look at him, Cleaves will go away. |
| This is the lady who makes the reenactors' costumes. |
| Upstairs in the costume shop. Left, his and hers outfits. Above, his and hers underwear. With permission, we tried on some of the costumes. |
| Rachel went with a Toffler-style jacket. That's her own forage cap. |
| Trish testing the spinning wheel |
| Meanwhile, Cleaves cheered up the guys in the hospital ward. |
| The doctor's kit. My advice to you is -- don't get sick. |
| Later, Cleaves crashed the officers' dinner. |
| He was quickly sent back where he belongs. |
| Cleaves at the old kitchen |
| "Boyd told the general Colonel Ives killed everyone." |
| Uh-oh. Cleaves got caught cheating at cards. (He used the aces for rolling doobies.) |
| Cleaves with a friend at the Adai Caddo Cultural Center |
| Supper: Little man-shaped steaks |
| "Shaw!" |
| What's missing from these PICT ES? UR! See you next year! |