Remember The Alamo

K'...it's not March 6th I'll grant you....
But I was winging round the youtube day before yesterday and I come across that clip from the movie with Billy Bob Thornton playing the violin atop the palisade, to the Mexican troops.
Since then that version of the "no quarter" song has been loop taping in my mind. I sure don't find it a cause for bother though, cause honestly it beats Gilligan's Island or I dream of Jennie carousing in my brain cells..
I did do something impulsive though. Me, the guy who never rents a video, always gets the ones free from the library or watches them on google videos....rented The Alamo....
Don't hold that agin me now. I felt more like it was a therapeutic thing. See ? I used to go there twice a year on a sort of pilgrimage and well....... I was wondering if some of my "feeling out of sorts as of late" thing might be a sense of disconnecting with my roots. I don't know, but it's worth a shot. I've actually been sort of looking at the cover...didn't watch it last night... just waiting...till the moment seems right. I have seen this one before, and from the perspective I have (my step father was Crockett's great great grandson) knowing the real history and not the hollywood version, I know this one to be the closest to reality. I've spent many an hour in the Alamo. When they were repairing a wall there I even picked up a few scraps of the original mortar that I carry with me everywhere, usually sitting up on my fireplace mantle in an antique milk bottle.
So........ today I'll take a little time to recapture some of the "Where I come froms" and.... we'll see. Anyways.. The sun's up and I reccon I should get some work done on this chicken pen..
Have a good one folks...
"Remember Goliad"
"Remember The Alamo"
and don't forget San Jacinto either.......
T.