One hundred seventy-five years ago today, this place became hallowed ground:
(Copyrighted photo by Daniel Schwen)
You can read all about it -- probably more than you care to -- here.
And if you do, you will know who this woman is:
Hello, world! This blog began on September 28, 2007, and so far nobody has come looking for me
with tar and feathers.
On my honor, I will do my best not to bore you. All comments are welcome
as long as your discourse is civil and your language is not blue.
Happy reading, and come back often!
And whether my cup is half full or half empty, fill my cup, Lord.
Copyright 2007 - 2024 by Robert H.Brague
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<b>Post-election thoughts</b>
Here are some mangled aphorisms I have stumbled upon over the years: 1. If you can keep your head when all anout you are losing thei...
Ah! A sad day, indeed. But, wait until April 21!
ReplyDeleteIt's Suzanna Dickinson isn't it? Wasn't she in "Charlie's Angels"?
ReplyDeletePat, indeed! San Jacinto!
ReplyDeleteYorkshire Pudding a.k.a. Pud Thai, that was Emily Dickinson in Charlie's Angels, I think. Nice try, though.
i would not mess with her!
ReplyDeleteshe looks like she could wrestle a moose
who is she?
Mrs Lincoln????
ReplyDeleteJohn Gray, she was married five times; she wrestled with several moose. See answer to "Who is she?" below.
ReplyDeleteLady's Life, no, not Mrs. Lincoln, but just as formidable. She is Suzanna Dickinson, survivor of the Battle of the Alamo, who, along with William B. Travis's slave, Joe, was allowed by General Santa Ana to go to the town of Gonzales to warn the other Texans that it was futile to resist his army.
Putz of Utah, you assumed something that is not true. I was not born in Texas. I was raised in Texas, my family having moved there when I was six. I was born in Rhode Island. I don't know how I can make it any clearer than that. Never assume.
I have happy memories of San Antonio because I courted Peggy there. I also have happy memories of the Vicksburg battlefield and even of your own Andersonville Prison Camp because they too were places I went with Peggy. Funny how the scenes of one generation's nightmares turn into places where later generations go to pass pleasant afternoons, maybe with a picnic basket.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Next time you're in the area of the Alamo, you should go down to Goliad, which was the site of another massacre.
i just assumed you were born in texas
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