Today being April 21st, please, pretty please with sugar on top, do the following:
First, if you are reading this on a smart phone, return to the previous screen, scroll to the bottom of the list of posts, and click on "View web version" because you can't do what I'm going to ask you to do on the smart phone layout.
Okay, then. Is everybody ready? Let us proceed.
Scroll down until you see the word LABELS over there on the right side of your screen and continue scrolling, and scrolling, and scrolling. Eventually you will reach an entry called "San Jacinto". Click on it. You will be shown four previous posts of mine about -- wait for it -- San Jacinto.
Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to read every last word of the first, second, and fourth post, including every last comment. The third post contains many links that have nothing to do with San Jacinto, but if you would like to receive extra credit for the course, you must read the third post also.
A word to the wise: The final examination may contain questions from all four posts, including what kind of underwear General Santa Anna wore, why bluebonnets are important, and who Jerry Ragsdale is.
Thank you ever so much. A happy, restful, and peaceful April 21st to each and every one of you.
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The post destructed in 4 seconds and I was not able to finish it. All I know is to find San Jacinto.
ReplyDeleteOn a point of information I believe that it was the Jesuits who said "“Give us a child until he is six, and he will be a Catholic for life.” or words to that effect.
ReplyDeletePeggy's family lived in San Antonio when we met, and she and did our courting along the River Walk, in the Aztec Theater, and on the grounds of the many area missions and parks. I've visited Bend Bend, Guadalupe, Fort Davis, Alpine, the Hill Country, the Jersey Lily, the Big Thicket, the Panhandle, etc. I attended an American Atheist Convention at Austin, visited relatives a few times at Beaumont and Port Arthur, stayed at a commune in Austin, got stoned at Copper Breaks, swam at Galveston, read Robert E. Howard, "drove friendly," shed a tear at Goliad, looked up at San Jacinto, appreciated people pulling over to let me pass, walked where "The Alamo" was filmed, was stationed briefly at Lackland, and on and so on. I enjoyed every one of my many trips to Texas, yet I very much believe that, in terms of living in any part of Texas other than Austin or maybe Houston or Dallas/Ft. Worth, the charm of the people would largely be denied to anyone who didn't share their conservative political and religious views, and, in some parts of their Texas, their race. This means that while a person who grew up in Texas might never get it out of their system, I wouldn't necessarily think of that as a good thing, but more on the order of a trauma. By the way, I had two ancestors who fought for the South and, after the war, became Texas Rangers. One of them eventually went to work as a printer for a Houston newspaper, and is buried nearby in a big tract devoted to printers. The other was lost in the big Galveston Hurricane that, I suspect, is still this country's worst national disaster in terms of the loss of human life.
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