Happy Texas Independence Day!

“Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above all, Texas is a nation in every sense of the word.” John Steinbeck

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4 Responses to Happy Texas Independence Day!

  1. Brian Patrick Corcoran says:

    I can only state what Texas has been to me. I was born, raised and educated in Wisconsin. When the big bad Vietnam War draft came along and sucked me up I ended up at Ft Sam in San Antonio for training as a medic at the tender age of 21. That was my first introduction to Texas and I learned to love the Hill Country. Then, some years later when the recession of ’78 hit, I moved from Milwaukee to Houston to find the elusive job that escaped me in the rust belt. Houston sustained me for four years after which I decided to return to school. In 2002, degrees and experience in hand, I moved to Austin and lived there for over 10 years until I decided to leave the US entirely in response to deteriorating political and economic conditions. In a nutshell, Texas has always sustained me in times of need. It has always been my ultimate recourse and refuge for freedom and prosperity. To this day in Chile, where I currently live, when Chileans inquire of me from whence I came, I do not state I am from the United States, I do not state that I am from Wisconsin, I proudly say that I am a Texan, and I mean it from the very bottom of my soul. And there is not a Chilean alive who does not know and appreciate the meaning of the word “Texan” as understood from all the the John Wayne movies they have enjoyed . They relate to it with an understanding and respectful smile. ” Soy Tejano”, I proudly announce. I am an instant hero. And the flag of Chile and the flag of Texas are practically the same! Red, White and Blue with a single proud star. The Lone Star State and the Lone Star Country. God Bless Texas!! God Bless Chile!!

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  2. There are many reminders we can all take from Texas’ proud history; not the least of which is just not forgetting our own. To walk into The Alamo is to walk into a cathedral; a hallowed sanctuary. When I visit, I am proud to see one of my ancestors name, as a defender, engraved on her walls…and I don’t forget.

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    • Yes sir, it is the Mecca. Having lived myself for amost a year “umder seige” at a place called An Hoa in Vietnam, when I walk into the Alamo I get a really strange feeling. I can feel the fear but I can also feel the excitiment. Nothing like it.

      Think secession!

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