Monday 24 August 2020

Kelley Ann Conway - Happy Trails

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     An inclusion from an "Old Veteran" from the field of battle  concerning another "Old Veteran" who withstood the rigours of working in the White House.

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08/24/2020

To Wit:

New Jersey Native Kellyanne Conway Leaves White House:

     I do not at all participate in social media but this time I have to speak out. Kellyanne Conway is one of the brightest and most intelligent of any of the President's staff. I do not know Walter Shaub; however, in my opinion he is way off base criticising Ms. Conway with very nasty characterisations such as: she manipulative and, associating her with fascist regimes. Very totally untrue as she regularly denounces fascists and socialists who would do irreversible damage to this country.

     Donald Trump is a very true American patriot who, in spite of continuous and unrelenting criticism of made up personal and public attacks from extreme factions (mostly opposition ones in the Congress), cares for America and has done great unselfish things that will not be unnoticed in history. He has exceeded in job increases, bringing businesses back to the US, appointing federal judges, lowering unemployment, increasing jobs, defeating ISIS, bringing troops back from the Middle East, fast tracked FDA pharmaceutical approval for Covid-19 antivirus and many other unprecedented positive things all for the benefits of Americans.

      All this is to give credit to Kellyanne Conway for her devoted contribution and hard work as Senior Advisor to the President.  She is, and has been, a loyal and responsible member of the President's staff. She is a clear thinker who has been an important figure in the Executive functions of the United States.

     It is not clear what her daughter is doing but, at only 15 years of age, she cannot have enough wisdom to make a decision as serious as to emancipate herself from her family.   I do not know but to think she is being influenced by her teenage friends and/or progressive political figures who are using this child to continue their assault on the President. It is easy to imagine. Shame on those!

Kellyanne Conway will be very difficult to replace.

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El Gringo Viejo (David Christian Newton) concurs and agrees with the contribution posted above.   The woman speaks more quickly than I enjoy, but her defence of the Commander in Chief and his cadre has been worthy, to say the least.

     This contribution from our friend "El Zorro"… gives me this opportunity  to reveal that "El Zorro" is actually a college-grad, married to a nice nurse or doctor lady who is a true asset by any standard.   James Robert Hathorn (two tours and then some from the jungles of Viet Nam) and a veritable whiz by any standard about anything electronic or electric…computertronic…mechanical…or philosophical…historical…etc.

     He and I have lived on opposite edges of the Republic of Texas…he in the North…not far from the Red River and your humble servant within a stone's throw of the Rio Bravo del Norte(more commonly known as El Rio Grande) at the southernmost extremity of the Republic.

     And, while well endowed with considerable blue blood in his veins, he also  bears direct descent from American Indian Royalty.   He is, in my opinion, a person who should be studied, and above all else, listened to…and, humiliatingly, he is a  crack characterurist as an artiste.  I, on the other hand, cannot draw a stick figure.  

   We retire to-night…somewhat diminished for I am living in a place where it is not possible to drive here or there if such a drive does not have "reasonable explanation and justification".   It has been three months that I have not been able to go down to our little hideaway due to this madness about coronavirus.  But…so be it.  This too will change.

EL GRINGO VIEJO

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Monday 17 August 2020

Clear Thinking Rules - A Note from El Zorro

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     ABOUT A WEEK AGO OR SO, EL GRINGO VIEJO WAS MUMBLING ABOUT DYSFUNCTIONS THAT WERE BESETTING THE OLD COMPUTER PLAYHOUSE THAT I HAVE MANAGED TO COBBLE TOGETHER.    SLEEPLESS DAYS AND SLEEPLESS NIGHTS FOLLOWED, AND THERE WAS NO FREDDY FENDER (Baldemar Huerta) TO STEP IN AND HELP.


Wasted Days and Wasted Nights - Freddy Fender
The Bard of San Benito, a true pride of the Lower Rio
Grande Valley of Texas and of Texas in general
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     THEN, AFTER HAVING EXHAUSTED ALL OF MY OWN COMPUTER ABILITY (such being next to nothing), SUDDENLY A MESSAGE COMES FROM THE NORTHERN REACHES OF THE REPUBLIC OF TEXAS.   IT COMES FROM EL ZORRO, PROBABLY RETURNING FROM ONE OF HIS EPISODES OF SAVING DOWNTRODDEN PEONS FROM THE CORRUPT MILITARY CAPTAIN OR SAVING AN ABUSED MAIDEN FROM THE TORTURES OF A MEAN OLD WOMAN WHO IS PREPARING HER FOR SALE TO AN EVIL SORCERER.

     WellactuallyI had mentioned in a private note to EL ZORRO that I was having some real problems with my computer.  It is necessary for me to maintain very good communications with about eight or nine people, among them, EL ZORRO.  So, imagine my surprise to-day when the following e-mail note drifts into the office of EL GRINGO VIEJO.
     Oddly enough, at that very moment (actually about three hours before) my old, dependable computer had returned to being an old, dependable computer.   I noticed on my e-mails received advisory that there were several emails waiting to be answered.   The first one?   EL ZORRO's.

Very interesting.  Here is his statement in toto:

     If you can verbalize a specific issue with “this old machine” yours truly
might have a semblance of an “old magic wand” I can wave around a couple of
times.    No kidding, I used to do this for a living with the Telco IT; however,
technology has pretty much passed me bye.  If your old machine really is, I
might have some relevant insight.

      On a different note, I am pleased that there are hearings regarding the
most dangerous Dems are getting serious looks-over. Some subpoenas could put
some high level Marxists in the pokie.  Let us see if anything comes to
fruition.

     I do not want to name any of those, referred to by imagination only above,
but I would like to see the following Clinton (Hillary and Hubby), John
Brennan,  James Comey,  Peter Strzok,  and Lisa Page, etc.  
    Those responsible for the “Russian Collusion Conspiracy.

    Then there are the House managers for the Trump Impeachment Trial:
Adam Schiff,  Jerry Nadler,  Hakeem Jeffries,  Zoe Lofgren,  Val Demings,
Jason Crow and last but not least,  Sylvia Garcia of Texas!

     We cannot list all of the criminals over the last three years…unfortunately;
however, those above are ones which come to mind.     but if it were possible
we should also consider for criminal status the Obamas, Joe Biden and Son,
Nancy Pelosi, and Chucky Schumer.  Then  “The Squad”, one and all need to go.
  …WHEW!!!

     The cockroaches in the United States of America have ruined everything.
Trump should prevail for his second term but the “Progressives” must have
something up their collective sleeves.  The only Vice Presidential candidate
for Biden was that horrible Liz Warren until he picked the dysfunctional
Jamaican Kallalalllallaala Harris.

   Maybe all we can do is regroup in Tejas.  Problem with that is the few good
ones still left outside our sacred boundaries are still outside Texas’s
boundaries.

   Now, what does all this have to do with a dysfunctional calculator?

That’s all I have for now, or forever how long?

JRH /  aka El Zorro
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    I am not certain, but it is very probably that we had sent a note to El Zorro a week ago or so, mentioning in passing that we were having a small spate of problems with our communications systems.    Speculation beyond that point is simply a waste of time…perhaps.    Ahem….

EL ZORRO'S invocation of the Jamaican Sorceress provides a bit of comic relief.   We have the made-up image of a poor coloured girl who had to rise up from the dust and scratch up to the door-step that might provide her a chance to have a good life.
   The facts, of course, (whenever the leftists are writing the script) vary substantially from the narrative made up for the dysfunctional Jamaican from India, Miss Come-ah Come-ah Come-ah Chameleon Harris.
     The fact is that she is not a waif, but rather the great-granddaughter of the French impresario who happened to be the fourth most wealthy plantation owner in the Caribbean theatreaccording to some.   Others have a less romanticised but still very "un-African-American" basic biological and historical background.   One certainty is that she is a typically pliable, morally rudderless, vapid Bolshie.    The image to the upper left, however, does bring to mind what might be Miss Kamalah's day and/or night job.   A nice red apple, anyone?

More lateras we await the what must be the cutting edge of inspirational political rallies ever in the history of Planet Earth during the coming week.
EL GRINGO VIEJO
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Wednesday 12 August 2020

Concerning the Legacy of Robert Edward Lee

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     Not long ago, we had the unfortunate opportunity to read about a group of males who are attending universityI believe at the sophomore level.   The professor painted a very dim picture of Southern social order, especially as compared to the superior Northern social order.  Suffice it to say that the victors are allowed to write history.   It is left to the vox populi  to dig up the slumbering truths…and we leave a few below.  

      With all due deference and appreciation for the efforts of the young men who valiantly established their case against Messrs. Lee and Davis, we would appreciate a moment of reflection about the truth.

    The instructors encouraged the writers to divulge their true feelings about Lee and Davis.   The students have reviewed certain narratives and seen certain recent events, and therefore they are experts in the present.

    It might behoove the contributors, however, to gain a bit of truth before they begin to instruct.  Jefferson Davis and his brother Joseph had back to back plantations in Mississippi.  A "tough guy" Negro boy of 14 years of age came into their possession and began his tenure on the two plantations.   After a couple of years, the young man's demeanour improved, and both of the Davis's declared that he should be moved up as a foreman, because of his loyalty, accurate work judgements, and honesty with considerable money.  He was offered the position of overall Overseer (the highest non-inherited position possible) of the plantations of the Jeffersons.
  The young Negro man declared that he would prefer to oversee both plantations since they were contiguous.  That arrangement would last for for a score and a half of years.  He supervised white blue-collar types who were very advanced in their trades, several high-skilled Negro men with families who had been manumitted and an overall work force of about 300 men and women.

     After the War Between the States was settled, the Overseer who had stood in through the entire period of bellicosity remained and began the recovery of the agricultural empire of the Davis's small but impressive empire.  When Jefferson was released from his detention following the War between the States, he and his brother thanked the young man who had "stayed-in" during the War and the Reconstruction.  He remained a bit longer and then declared that he and two others Black men had determined to take considerable remuneration from appreciative "old blood plantation" employers and the three young men established a large farming and processing operation near Atlanta in Georgia
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     Later, after a depression in the economy, and various Northern interests reneging on established contracts, the three Black men had to fold their cards,  and head back west.  Once the man who had worked with the Davis's arrived on the scene in Mississippi, and explained his and his friends' plight, the Davis brothers scraped up the shekels and backed their friend in a similar project up the Mississippi River…just south of Memphis. 
 
    Once closer to their old stomping grounds and among familiar people, and with the end of Reconstruction's outrages…the three Black men, backed by the  Davis's and other "old White men" down in southern Mississippi, the three Black men from "days before", they became the three Black men of their "days of tomorrows".   Their future secured and their families enjoying a wonderful future…things were good again and they contributed much to progress in Mississippi, the South, and America.

  They even made linkage with another oft' misunderstood and maligned Southern General, Nathan Bedford Forrest, who had 42 Negro soldiers in his 1st unit.   He gave them their Letters of Manumission early in 1864, instead of waiting until "after the War".   It was pretty clear that the South stood to lose the War, and Forrest had guaranteed the men's Manumission.   Incredibly enough, although facing direct fire and close combat in seven or eight major battles, and other contretemps, all those cavalry soldiers survived the War Between the States…always riding at or near the presence of their commander…a most dangerous position during battle.  None ever renounced their position in Forrest's army, serving through the end of bellicosity.

     Forrest also establish the first university level Law School  in Memphis, Tennessee for Negroes in 1872…which long since was folded into the standard School of Law of the University of Tennessee.

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     Finally, the Davis brothers, like Forrest,  were not fans of slavery.  They sought manners to facilitate Manumission (freeman citizen status) successfully, and understood the obvious looming on the horizon.  That looming was the reality of the future, and the inevitable mechanisation which would cause an industrial change requiring people with the technical ability and disposition to handle such matters.   In other words, or simply being blunt, picking cotton by hand and baling it up for the mills in Birmingham, England would not suffice as a future livelihood and forceful trade commodity in the American and foreign markets.

     The crowd can howl loudly forever, but the social and demographic  characteristics of the South are not as easily described as to-day's analysts might think.   Follow the thought processes of Abraham Lincoln, responding to 
the question of manumission or some other form of release from slavery.  Please note that the letter is dated well into the depths of the War.  To wit:

on, August 22, 1862.

Hon. Horace Greeley:
Dear Sir.

I have just read yours of the 19th. addressed to myself through the New-York Tribune. If there be in it any statements, or assumptions of fact, which I may know to be erroneous, I do not, now and here, controvert them. If there be in it any inferences which I may believe to be falsely drawn, I do not now and here, argue against them. If there be perceptable in it an impatient and dictatorial tone, I waive it in deference to an old friend, whose heart I have always supposed to be right.

As to the policy I "seem to be pursuing" as you say, I have not meant to leave any one in doubt.

I would save the Union. I would save it the shortest way under the Constitution. The sooner the national authority can be restored; the nearer the Union will be "the Union as it was." If there be those who would not save the Union, unless they could at the same time save slavery, I do not agree with them. If there be those who would not save the Union unless they could at the same time destroy slavery, I do not agree with them. My paramount object in this struggle is to save the Union, and is not either to save or to destroy slavery. If I could save the Union without freeing any slave I would do it, and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing some and leaving others alone I would also do that. What I do about slavery, and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union; and what I forbear, I forbear because I do not believe it would help to save the Union. I shall do less whenever I shall believe what I am doing hurts the cause, and I shall do more whenever I shall believe doing more will help the cause. I shall try to correct errors when shown to be errors; and I shall adopt new views so fast as they shall appear to be true views.

I have here stated my purpose according to my view of official duty; and I intend no modification of my oft-expressed personal wish that all men every where could be free.

Yours,
A. Lincoln.


General Lee opined differently.  Before the War, he wrote.To wit:

     There are few, I believe, in this enlightened age, who will not acknowledge that slavery as an institution is a moral and political evil. It is idle to expatiate on its disadvantages. I think it is a greater evil to the white than to the colored race. While my feelings are strongly enlisted in behalf of the latter, my sympathies are more deeply engaged for the former. The blacks are immeasurably better off here than in Africa, morally, physically, and socially. The painful discipline they are undergoing is necessary for their further instruction as a race, and will prepare them, I hope, for better things. How long their servitude may be necessary is known and ordered by a merciful Providence.

     Their emancipation will sooner result from the mild and melting influences of Christianity than from the storm and tempest of fiery controversy. This influence, though slow, is sure. The doctrines and miracles of our Saviour have required nearly two thousand years to convert but a small portion of the human race, and even among Christian nations what gross errors still exist! While we see the course of the final abolition of human slavery is still onward, and give it the aid of our prayers, let us leave the progress as well as the results in the hands of Him who, chooses to work by slow influences, and with whom a thousand years are but as a single day.


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         We shall leave these long forgotten passages and realities to flutter in the long forgotten winds of truth.   One remembers the tale of Lincoln's wife, after learning her brother had been killed in actionthat the kindly First Lady hurled a lamp at her servant (a Negro woman), while shrieking that she was the cause of her brother's demise.   Yes, Virginia, Mrs. Lincoln, wife of the President  and Commander in Chief of the entire Union Military, had a Southern Army son.   Such was the nature of that hideous War.

     The Negro woman continued in service to the Lincoln family.   She was probably accustomed to Mrs. Lincoln's "coo-coo bongo brain condition".  She would reincarnate twice in later times…once as the wife of Woodrow Wilson, and another time in the form of (Sir Edmund) Hillary Rodham Clinton. 



Thanks to one and all for holding in with us.  There is more to come.


EL GRINGO VIEJO

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Saturday 18 July 2020

El Zorro comments anew…Please read on!!

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   A previous contributor to A Gringo in Rural Mexico has re-appeared among the living and will be joining in commentary as these days go by.   He is a long-term friend of El Gringo Viejo…having gone through most of McAllen's schools with said Gringo Viejo and generally criss-crossed paths numerous times over more than a half-century.
     He has a wondrous wife who apparently maintains El Zorro on a good path.   They have a wondrous little patch of northern Texas consisting of several acres not far from the Red River and not close to much of anything.  One could comment that we are both living in Nowhere completely surrounded by Everywhere. thanking the Good Lord that we are Texians.
      Both of us are graduates of the same high school, the same year.   Both of us are Honourably Discharged, El Zorro after two tours, behind the lines stuff, out of theatre at times…and your humble servant dismissed due to the lack of a left knee and an acute left ear dysfunction…not quite as heroic, but still Honourably Discharged.

     El Zorro's contributions can be acerbic, high-brow, very technical, or philosophical.   Humour and double entendres  and ironic and satirical comment can be expected of El Zorro.   People have told me that he and I thought for each other like twins…I do not agree, but…who am I to disagree.   His contributions will also be spontaneous, brainy, and sporadic, so keep an eye out for commentary by a truly sharp wit and mind.
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El Zorro returns with comments, and opines anew:

RE:  "NOW COMES THE TIME FOR THE WEEDING"

Great apologia!


"Lyndon B. and Robert S. … Thank the Lord (they) 'won' that war in Viet Nam
for us.”

That being said, I caught the shooting of two of McAllen’s finest and their immediate deaths.  Also, in that regard, I responded via a contribution to your blog which was probably not the wrong forum for my input/question to you as follows:

     Just saw that two McAllen policemen were shot to death.  Does El Gringo have context?

     E.g. were these men executed or was this a ‘one off’?

    It has been 34 years since my last habitation in McAllen.  Hoping El Gringo and la Familia are well.’

     I cannot imagine the change in the greater Rio Grande Valley since I left.

   The Wife and I hope you and your family are well considering the Covid19 and more so, the MLB/ANTIFA ‘protests'.

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EL Zorro, thanks for the submission, comments, and the questions.

  With reference to the two McAllen police officers who were killed-in-action last Saturday evening, they were killed by a disoriented fellow who was (1) off his meds and (2) apparently on some combination of drugs and perhaps marijuana.
    He met the officers at the door, with the two officers standing close to the entrance door.  Brief words were exchanged and efforts were made to detain the deranged man…all the while menacing his own family, who were all gathered in the living room.

     The actor hoisted up his pistol and let go with multiple consecutive shots at both of the officers, essentially killing them instantly.  The actor fled to his motorcar and drove a short distance…pulled to the side and ended his misery with one shot to the head.

     The family members of the actor were in pretty bad emotional shape.  They had tried to phone or relay information to the officers to not come after all, because they thought the family member causing the problem was calming down, but such was not the case.

(Left) Edelmiro Garza and  (Right) Ismael
 Chavez.  The two fallen officers with
 essentially impeccable records…
They are gone, but
 never forgotten.
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     There was no inter-ethnic discrimination or any such rigamarole.   It was a middle-class Latin family with a bellicose druggie on a trip,  threatening and blaming everyone in the home, who killed in cold blood essentially two officers of significant service and commendation (the officers never drew down on him).   One was in his mid-40s and the other in his mid-30s.

     It was a somber, tense, very sad moment in the history of McAllen and Hidalgo County.   Both men were fathers and very active in their churches and off-duty service to youngsters.  They had significant university diplomas and certifications, both were known for having a cheerful and a supportive nature.  These are not the convenient words used for pillow stuffing, but rather actual long-term record of  performance of these particular officers.

It was a nightmare by any measure.

Welcome home, here at A Gringo in Rural Mexico

EL GRINGO VIEJO
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Thursday 9 July 2020

Generals Vazquez and Woll bedevil Texas - 1842…and the Vindication of Juan Sequin Zaragoza

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Generals Vazquez and Woll bedevil Texas - 1842
…and the final vindication of Juan Sequin Zaragoza

     By 1842, a true hero of the Battle of San Jacinto, had to retire from Texas.   He had been regularly insulted by non-Mexican/Spanish newcomers, especially of German ancestry as well as Anglos and there had been hanky-panky in terms of some of the processing of his families' properties around Sequin.   That town, obviously, was part of the substance of Juan Sequin and his ancestry.  To this day, from Sequin to Floresville and Goliad, Texas one will find numerous people who can trace their ancestry to Juan Sequin, one way or the other.
     But great and strange things were going on between the Rio Grande and San Antonio.  In the Spring of 1842, General Vasquez rode up to San Antonio from Laredo, with between 700 and 900 effectives, almost all cavalry.   General Vasquez took over the city, "taxed" the inhabitants for feed, fodder, shodding by smiths, and supplies for his animals and soldiers, and returned to Laredo with only the feeblest of resistance by the Texians.

     Worse would come to the Texians later in the year.  General Adrian Woll, a Belgian military type who had arrived in Mexico during the 1820s and quickly "made grade" arriving at Brigadier rank in time to conduct an Army of Cavalry, Infantry, and considerable cannon up to San Antonio.   This was a late Summer event, and it occupied the Mexicans for about two weeks, before Woll gathered up his troops and returned to Matamoros.
     Sam Houston ordered his buddy, General Somervell, to pursue Woll and engage him…but not too roughly.   He wanted Woll, Vasquez, and scores of military officers from Monterrey to Matamoros, and Laredo to notice that the Somervell Expedition was not intended to be a punitive event.
    The Mexican Army officers would have liked nothing better than to destroy a Texian "punitive expedition".   But such was not to be.   Somervell proved to be an inept controller of untrained troops.   Frankly, about half of them were  vagabonds, adventurers, and slackersnot soldiers of any kind. Somervell was further held back by the stated preferences made by Samuel Houston that it would be preferable to not ignite a significant war-like atmosphere.   It was the old "show, but do not attack" military tactic.

     Actually, Col. Fisher and Col. Green took a path downriver from Laredo and Carrizales, and with 300 or so dubiously endowed "soldiers" went to a place named Mierjust a mile or so back from the Rio Bravo (Grande) and where the Rio Alamo makes conjunction with the Rio Bravo.   Mier was known to be a little jewel community with nice, well built homes and numerous processing mills, smithing masters, and a massive sheeps' wool packing and forwarding business.   Farming in the broadest banks of the Rio Alamo and Rio Bravo also provided a good source of produce and grains.
    The Texians had already sequestered and detained the mayor of the town as a bargaining chip, and the fight was on.   After twenty-four hours, though…the fight was over.  The Texians had been badly beaten by superior numbers, better commanders, and better execution.

     One of the Mexican Army's combatants at Mier handled reconnaissance at the beginning of hostilities. That combatant was a cavalry officer with experience in military matters, and who was somewhat familiar with the Texian methods of fighting.  It was, of course, Juan Seguin Zaragoza…recently Mayor of San Antonio, Texas for two different terms, member of the Congress of the Republic of Texas after the expulsion of Santa Anna and other great accomplishments as a Texian hero.

     We remember that it was Col. Seguin, as Charge d'Affairs (military) of San Antonio, immediately after his return from the Victory at San Jacinto, who   gave the Eulogy over the remains of certain identified officers and persons of importance who died in defence of the Alamo on 6 March 1836.  Further collections of remains were sought and found, there is considerable debate to this day about the whens and wheres…but we know that Seguin appealed to the Heavens thusly.  To wit;


Companions in Arms!!
These remains which we have the honour of carrying on our shoulders are those of the valiant heroes who died in the Alamo. Yes, my friends, they preferred to die a thousand times rather than submit themselves to the tyrant's yoke. What a brilliant example! Deserving of being noted in the pages of history. The spirit of liberty appears to be looking out from its elevated throne with its pleasing mien and point to us saying: "There are your brothers, Travis, Bowie, Crockett, and others whose valor places them in the rank of my heroes." Yes soldiers and fellow citizens, these are the worthy beings who, by the twists of fate, during the present campaign delivered their bodies to the ferocity of their enemies; who, barbarously treated as beasts, were bound by their feet and dragged to this spot, where they were reduced to ashes. The venerable remains of our worthy companions as witnesses, I invite you to declare to the entire world, "Texas shall be free and independent or we shall perish in glorious combat."

Colonel Juan N. Seguin
Commandant San Antonio, Bexar, Texas 
Army of the Republic of Texas

      Because of his own written testament and the understanding of his relatives, close and distant, they all knew that Juan wanted to join his compadres of the Texas Army after his death.   Finally in the early 1970s, Juan was brought back among his mates, and buried on the north side of the Guadalupe River in Sequin, Texas.  Now, he and all worthy Texians are happy, I am happy, and we commend these words to the worthy.

     The City of Seguin, Texas has placed a truly pleasant part on the north side of the near-downtown part of the town…not far from the famous rows of magnificent Victorian homes that provide another wondrous feature about Sequin as a community.  The stop at the Juan Sequin park and the various other attractions in and around the community make a couple of hours or two or three days of poking around more than normal, more than worthwhile.


We leave these matters to your own discretion.  We always like to hear from folks who take advantage of our recommendations, and you can easily reach us at privatouring@gmail.com.

EL GRINGO VIEJO
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