I regret that my friends Messrs. Henry Farmer, and Camillas Landers of Jacksonville, could not be with us, but the presence of their onerous business kept them at home.

One of the most popular Vets present, was Uncle Dave Jennings of Rabbitt Town. This battle scarred veteran has passed through many battles, but the nearest shave he had was while a prisoner he in company with many others, were placed in line to be shot; when at that particular interesting moment, word was received from General Joe Wheeler, if the execution was carried he would certainly retaliate in double numbers.

The Hon. Jason Scott (the Duke of Merrellton) was there, big-hearted, govial Jason straight as a saplling and as happy as a sunflower–
Long years ago when I knew how to play the fiddle Mr. Scott asked me to play for him, so I turned loose on the “Bonnie Blue Flag,” when to my amazement he bowed his head with his hands and wept, yes copious tears. I was much flattered at his delicate compliment. He told me afterwards that he was suffering from granulated eyelids.

While waiting at the station with Capt. James Crook and Uncle Charlie Martin of Alexandria, we engaged in conversation with a gentleman who claimed to speak 8 languages. The captain touched with the views of this paper. The Evening Star would like to be the favorite paper of everybody in this section who reads, irrespective of politics. It is a tribute to a paper’s excellence to be the favorite paper, either of an individual or of a community.

THE ANNISTON STAR, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST,1902
An excerpt, notes from Camp Forney Veteerans’ Reunion, REFLECTIVE NOTES.

***In case you’ve never heard ‘My Bonnie Blue Flag’, you can listen to one version of it here.