Heroic battles and last stands are sure to create ghosts. 177 years ago today, 189 died defending a little mission in Texas. They believed in freedom and independence strongly enough to give their lives. Such emotions are sure to imprint upon the fabric of time and space. Although I have never been there, I can see their shadows standing guard at the windows and walls. I can hear their triumphant battle cries for freedom; a freedom which we need now more than ever. Just as they refused to leave or surrender then, they are standing guard now. They are trying to tell us not to be afraid of death. That freedom and
independence are worth everything in the human heart.
That death is a cheap price to pay for the living for such a cause. I have never been there, but I know those spirits have a voice. I know they walk there still. Remember the Alamo!