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March Date Friday September 8, 2006 March Day 84

Good day to all March To Yorktown followers and supporters ~

David calls reveille with a full white moon high in the sky as the red sunrise appears opposite over a fog-covered field. The scene is eerily beautiful.

Bentley Boyd and 9 year old son Truman, have arrived from Newport News during the night, and thinking the Hollingsworth House gate locked, happily slept there on the spot next to the cornfield. Bentley visited us back in Bristol, Pennsylvania and is author of Chester comix, an historic political comic book series, and he is currrently gathering information for an article for his local publication in Williamsburg, Virginia. Bentley is outfitted in period clothes and will march with the army today, replacing Mike Chuckta who left for his Connecticut home yesterday afternoon. Bentley and Truman are travelling north to cover the weekend's event in Brandywine.

The day's march begins.....out of the gate to just a portion of route 40 where the soldiers will take rural Old Philadelphia Road for most of today's journey. It is a pleasant road and the sun is shining as they progress some 14 miles from Elkton to Rogers Tavern in Perryville, Maryland.

Rose runs support with the smaller carriage, and after 4.5 miles, takes the young lad Truman into the wagon. He has done well in keeping step with these seasoned men. We drive ahead to the town of North East, a small village with a main street of colorful shops each bedecked with flowering plants. As we wait for the army, Truman and I walk the main road in search of a post to send our portrait "chip" to headquarters in Connecticut colony. We occasionally stop to admire the shops' merchandise, and when we arrive at the post, I discover that my envelope is empty. Sure that I have taken the wrong envelope from Martha's shelves, Truman and I walk back to the carriage. When the mistress of one shop calls to us to ask if the little boy had dropped a piece of toy that she discovered on the walk after we had passed, Truman and I look inquiringly at one another and tell this lady, "Thank you, but no." I did not correlate these two events, and that I would later regret.

We find the army well up the road and stop with them for our noon meal. Truman is rested and refreshed enough to resume marching, with little more than 4 miles to our destination. Mike has received a communication from Barbara Brown, commissioner of Parks and Recreation in Perryville, reporting that a group of supporters has gathered at the tavern and are anxiously awaiting their arrial We were informed that this reception was scheduled for two to four o'clock and it is now 1:30. Rose is requested to drive ahead to inform the gatherers of the the army's location and estimated time of arrival. Truman takes this opportunity to come along. A group of engineers is encountered building a new bridge on the main incoming road of this town, but hearing of the army's approach, the carriage is allowed to pass, and Officer Hackett waits at the site to facilitate the men's march.

Rogers Tavern is an historic beauty...a red two-story brick building nestled in a wooded area on the bank of the Susquehanna River, and is currently in the restoration process. The expectant crowd's numbers have dwindled a bit, but the enthusiasm for the army has not. As the men arrive, many portraits are taken and representatives from the Rising Sun Historical Preservation Society and Head of Elk DAR are splendid in their fine period dresses. Barbara has arranged for a complete dinner for the army to be provided by a local establishment. We chat with Sandy Anderson and look forward to our stop at the Rising Sun Inn in a week's time. We thank everyone for their kindness.

When the socializing ends, Bentley treats us all to a local treat of ice cream and we all leave to fetch Martha still stationed at the Hollingsworth House. Bentley and Truman bid us farewell as they continue their journey northward.

Martha and the smaller carriage now wind their ways toward the night's camp at the Susquehanna Lockhouse Museum. We cross the Susquehanna River Bridge,and are greeted by Betsy Keithley at the museum.

The men set their tents on the green lawn facing the lock and the large bridge, and we all share the wonderful bounty that Barbara has provided. Alan Weir with his Boy Scout troop 802 has arrived to camp for the night, and they also prepare a beef stew cooked over an open fire, much to the men's enjoyment.

It has been another busy and beautiful day. Merci, mon Dieu....Merci, tout le monde. A demain.

Avec Amour,
Rose