Buffalonians, Colonel Bruce of old graced camp with his presence. His drilling was useful for our junior men. Concern grows over a peculiar protrusion growing from his elbow. Otherwise, brawny and spirited — Helpful. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Tedium invades as we await true battle. We pass the time — betwixt drillwork and slumber — pondering a sumptuous new fortress in our territory. One day soon. We love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, We admire the shouting beyond the gate. We hear the tables breaking. Inspiring. Hydrate on. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, We were ambushed by the steel men. Green. Unrefined. Cramming new stratagems before advancing south. Whilst the short-sighted locals may recommend panic, the true-blues know our mission remains unspoiled. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, We remain humble. Recently unchallenged versus reserve signalers. Triumphant nonetheless! Battle moves to dusk, far from home, a two week tour. Confident, still. Pray for us. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, The unit is encouraged by the labor of Sergeant S. Brown 79. A large man and true menace. Unsophisticated. Merciless. Barbarous! A match made in heaven. Save me some cider. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Challenging day — Irregular. Pace yourselves. Sundown is still far off. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Little to write home about this fall. Battle has been jarring. Yet, our aspirations remain whole. We must thrive this winter. Good tidings this Christmas. Send Uncle Milton my best. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

A joyous holiday campaign… We are well. We plan to safeguard our territory through the mid-month. Once successful, we advance toward Missouri, perhaps Tennessee. Hopeful for a further westward trek in February. Refreshed! - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

I assume you have read — the publishers have anointed us victors of the East. Hold your horses! Our expedition is just beginning. Our true aspirations remain unspoiled. Send Marv my best. Onward. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

New England lay war-torn! Revel just briefly. Whilst our unit is spirited and stout, so too are those that remain. Bamboozling new maneuvers are paramount — We scheme daily past nightfall. P.S. Major Fitzpatrick of yesteryear has been frost-bitten. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

We have safely reached Missouri. Camp is settled. Should we fare well here, we march home. Pray for us. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

I presume news has reached town. I, too, lie downhearted. Bottom fact, never mind duration … one day, under my command, we will triumph. We carry on — youthful and spirited. Please share my dispatch throughout the homeland. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Refreshed and reloaded. Battle resumes — We aspire to assemble in Arizona come February. The journey is drawn-out and treacherous. Stay supportive. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Word may have reached — We overpowered the topmost alliance. Stay solemn. Other brigades will draw new patterns after the news. The winter months determine our true fate. Healthy! - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Many men lay damaged. Autumn setbacks assured. Yet, the core remains forceful — welcoming reinforcements. Remind the masses, the winter months determine our true fate. Pray for us. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Hopeful bulletins may be swaying the homeland. Stand humble. We remain anchored on the winter months. Thank you for the blue mold cheese package from France — Succulent. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians, Local chronicles surely bleak. Battle turns wayward on occasion. Brigades sharpen when alerted we’re near. As fore-mentioned, the trek to Arizona is drawn-out and fickle. I stress — focus on the winter months. I love you. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

One year. The somber reply to adversity provides no solace to us men engaged in the throes. We chose to fortify ourselves in collective solidarity. I pray our recent valor serves as a beacon. As always, winter determines our true fate. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

Buffalonians — I must pen this missive. Pay no heed to the chatter regarding the worth I contribute to the platoon. Serves no matter. As ever, it is the winter months that shall dictate our true destiny. - 𝙻𝚝. 𝙶𝚎𝚗. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊 𝙿. 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗