Posted on 03/06/2003 5:41:12 AM PST by The Wizard
This special thank you goes out to our Texas Freepers who will always remember and honor this date.
Those who fell at the Alamo have lived in our hearts for over 75 years, and we salute them
The other day I sent an Email to Fess Parker, (Walt's Davey Crockett) and thanked him for his portrayal of this American hero and icon....
For my generation he "was" Davey Crockett, and our first encounter with the story of the Alamo and Texas' fight for independence.....
With word that the maroons at Disney are readying a new film that will desecrate their memory with some new PC crapola designed to kiss liberal NEA asses, I am sending this heartfelt thanks to those men who fell in battle......
...thank you for your kind words. I was so fortunate to have Mr Disneys attention and to receive a wonderful role.You can bet that Davys mottos have helpful to me as well. Just thought you would like to know that Buddy Ebsen is 94 and is still with that great personality. He was a wonderful "Georgie Russell". Good luck to you and your family. Fess Parker
"Don't Mess With Texas!"
(written by P.F. Webster & D. Tiomkin, performed by Marty Robbins, from the 1984 Columbia lp (CL 1635) More Greatest Hits
In the Southern part of Texas, in the town of San Antone
Is a fortress all in ruin that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for crosses and you'll never see a one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle as the men go marching by
You can hear them as they answer to that roll call in the sky
Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett and a hundred eighty more
Captain Dickinson, Jim Bowie, present and accounted for
Back in 1836 Houston said to Travis
Get some volunteers and go, fortify the Alamo
Well the men came from Texas and from old Tennessee
And they joined up with Travis just to fight for the right to be free.
Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders
Stood together heel and toe to defend the Alamo
"You may ne'er see your loved ones" Travis told them that day
"Those who want to can leave now, those who fight to the death let 'em stay."
In the sand he drew a line with his army saber
Out of a hundred eighty five not a soldier crossed the line
With his banners a dancin' in the dawn's golden light
Santa Ana came prancin' on a horse that was black as the night
Sent an officer to tell Travis to surrender
Travis answered with a shell and the rousing rebel yell
Santa Ana turned scarlet, "Play Deguello!" he roared
"I will show them no quarter, everyone will be put to the sword!"
One hundred and eighty five holding back five thousand
Five days, six days, eight days, ten, Travis held and held again
Then he sent for replacements for his wounded and lame
But the troops that were coming, never came, never came, never came
Twice he charged them to recall on the fatal third time
Santa Ana breached the wall and he killed them one and all
Now the bugles are silent and there's rust on each sword
And the small band of soldiers lie asleep in the arms of the Lord
In the Southern part of Texas, near the town of San Antone
Like a statue on his pinto rides a cowboy all alone
And he sees the cattle grazin' where a century before
Santa Ana's guns were blazin' and the cannons used to roar
And his eyes turn sort of misty and his heart begins to glow
And he takes his hat off slowly to the men of Alamo
To the thirteen days of glory at the seige of Alamo
lyrics by Paul Francis Webster
music by Dimitri Tiomkin
In the Southern part of Texas,
near the town of San Antone,
stands a fortress all in ruins
that the weeds have overgrown.
You may look in vain for crosses
and you'll never see a one.
But sometimes between the setting
and the rising of the sun,
you can hear a ghostly bugle
as the men go marching by.
You can hear 'em as they answer
to that roll call in the sky:
Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett
and a hundred eighty more. Captain Dickenson,
Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.
Back in eighteen thirty six
Houston said to Travis, "Get some volunteers and
go fortify the Alamo!"
Well, the men came from Texas
and from old Tennessee
and they joined up with Travis
just to fight for the right to be free.
Injun scouts with squirrel guns,
men with muzzle loaders, stood together
heel and toe to defend the Alamo.
"You may ne'er see your loved ones,"
Travis told 'em that day.
"Those who want to can leave now. Those who'll
fight to the death, let 'em stay."
In the sand he drew a line with his army sabre.
Out of a hundred eighty nine,
not a soldier crossed the line.
With his banners a dancing in
the dawn's golden light,
Santa Ana came prancing on a horse that was black
as the night.
Sent an officer to tell Travis to surrender.
Travis answered with a shell
and a rousing rebel yell.
Santa Ana turned scarlet. "Play the dequello,"
he roared. "I will give them no quarter.
Everyone will be put to the sword."
One hundred eighty nine
holding back five thousand.
Five days, Six
days, Eight days, ten.
Travis held and held again.
Tthen he sent for replacements
for his wounded and lame.
But the troops that were coming,
never came, never came, never came.
Twice he charged and blew "recall".
On the fatal third time, Santa Ana
breached the wall
and he killed them one and all.
Now the bugles are silent
and there's rust on each sword,
and this small band of soldiers lie asleep
in the arms of the Lord.
In the Southern part of Texas
near the town of San Antone,
like a statue on his pinto
rides a cowboy all alone.
And he sees the cattle grazing where
a century before
Santa Ana's guns were blazing
and the canons used to roar.
Then his eyes turn sorta misty
and his heart begins to glow
and he takes his hat off slowly
to the men of Alamo.
“Any age that does not exalt courage will be confounded by the Alamo, and baffled by the men who stayed in it. Any age that fears war more than servitude, or death more than honor, must denigrate the Alamo. Ages that do not honor the concept of liberty or death will fight no Alamos. Ages that do not cling to the great values of love, honor, courage, sacrifice, the soldier values, will not only fail to remember the Alamo, they may not long endure.” – T. R. Fehrenbach, Texas historian.
To make a long story short, I got the bids and got a pretty good deal on a 35 foot concealed halyard pole, anodized bronze. I told the guy that if he could get the thing installed in time for us to fly the flag on March 6th, he would get the order. He got the order and it was installed in time to fly a TEXAS flag 17 years ago TODAY !!
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