Outside, the night was still, cool and very dark! There were great numbers of men who must have wanted to hurry the action of their inevitable circumstance. Inside, stood, by far, fewer men who knew that the morning light would bring almost certain doom. Men who knew there were greatly opposing odds lurking in the darkness surrounding their small gathering; however, no matter their chances their duty was clear, at least to them. It was to hold their position for as long as possible so that others, who shared in their dream, could accomplish a more significant purpose.
One man stood at the front and looked into the faces of his God-given comrades. I am sure their eyes were seeking with apparent want of words to encourage, words of confidence, confidence there was still a chance they would walk away from this nightmare and once again be with their families and spend their remaining years at home planting their crops, attending their churches and enjoying their dreams. But as their noble and brave leader stood there, he simply drew a line in the sand with his sword and announced that any man who wished to escape into the darkness this last night could do so by simply remaining where they stood. The alternative, cross over to the consequential side of this line of fatal choice. The man had no words of false hope, no promise of avenging troops that would arrive at any moment with swords drawn and the roar of a lion but rather, he made the choice unmistakably clear, if they chose to stay and fight with him, they would die! All but one committed to honor and death and the one who did leave, Moses Rose, (I'm not absolutely sure about the last name) was chosen to go and proclaim to the rest what had taken place at this historical and unprecedent moment. In the day that followed, They did perish, all but women and children, they too were spared so that they could tell of the tragedy that had befallen them.
This amazing event is summed up by one statement that lives across the lands and oceans of this world and proclaims, like no other, an unyielding spirit to accomplish a common goal. It is the one phrase that children use in their make believe wars to symbolize their unity and desire to win. It is the phrase that no doubt many soldiers have echoed through their mind when the battle is raging and their fears are so revealed as to seem so very unreal. It has most certainly been the inspiration of many a policeman or fire fighter. It is recognized by almost all that hear its poetic announcement of absolute resolve . It embodies an emotion and determination of which no others three words are it's equal.
"Remember the Alamo!"
It is just one of the reasons I am so proud to be a Texan!!!!
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
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I AM VERY GLAD I AM A TEXAN. I HAVE THOUGHT BEFORE ABOUT MOVING TO ANOTHER STATE WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. THE THOUGHT NEVER STAYED VERY LONG IN MY HEAD AND NEVER WENT TO MY HEART. I AM SURE OTHERS ARE NEARLY AS PROUD TO BE FROM THERE OWN STATE BUT REMEMBER, I SAID NEARLY AS PROUD. I AM VERY GLAD GOD MADE ME A TEXAN. MOM
Absolutely!
I have never been to the Alamo nor the Children. But Jeremy said our next family camping trip will be near San Antonio so we can go and see it. I will love to see it myself. I know I was not born in Texas but I do find it the best state to live in. And being here since I was 10 years old, I think of myself as being a Texan.
Theresa
I think of you as a Texan TOO!!
Jeff
Thanks Jeff :-) See you Monday.
Dear Jeff, Tina and Family, we wish you all a very Merry Christmas and the happiest of New Years. We love all of you, Dad and Mom
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