First up - the reason for the season, so to speak. A toast to absent companions:
John T. Donovan, "Daddy Jack", a soldier of the Great War.
William J. Healy, "Dad" to SWWBO, a soldier of World War Two.
William Meriwether, "Uncle Bill", a soldier of World War Two and Korea.
Timothy H. Donovan, "Dad", a soldier of Korea and Vietnam.
They have closed station and march ordered. Through these four, Castle Argghhh! honors all those who await us at Fiddler's Green.
Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance: In Memoriam of Daddy Jack, "Sweet William
' (as SWWBO's mother used to say), Uncle Bill, Dad - and all of those who stood the watch, and whether they fell at their post or after a long and lusty life, have gone before us to make sure the beer is cold and the food is hot.
Now - go out and
[Update:I see pictures and names on this thread at National Review Online that have graced these pages, too. - the Armorer]



God bless you all and we are forever grateful.
First of all, JC Especial is NOT all that special, if you wnated to do that brand of poison, it should have been Cazaderos, Cabritos, one of the better ones that you'd actually drink.
But why tequila at all? We make some decent adult stuff right here in the USA, and if that doesn't suit your palate, there are some decent whiskys (or brandies, or gins, or vodkas) made elsewhere.
Fine choice of firearms to represent the dogfaces who've gone forward, though. Oh, and that's a nice shine on those boots, too, Major. You must have a decent batman, eh?
1. I do my own frickin' boots, boyo. I wasn't in the Air Force.
2. I like tequila. And I've had some great tequila that never makes it north of the border from my trip to Mexico as a guest of the Mexican Navy. I'm not that big a fan of brown liquors, apparently you mistake me for my bourbon drinking mother. Besides, they're my family, not yours. There's Scoresby (for Jim B) and Beam and Maker's Mark on the bar if you want it. Along with Gordon's, and Bacardi, and there's even some decent wormwood brew in there somewhere. Help yourself and shaddup, 'k?
That said, when it came to drinking in Asia, I recall being most partial to rum. It was the only stuff a body could be sure wasn't home made and then poored into a brand named bottle.
Hoist 'em if you've got 'em. Drink a round to those who went on ahead.
God Bless Them and Keep Them. We'll all join up soon enough in the great rally point in the sky.
Thanks, dad, even the experience gave you a severe allergy to ever, ever camping out again.
}:-]
Not to rub it in or nuthin' like that...