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I believe it was Tennessee Senator David Crockett who told the assembled US Senate who had just voted down any assistance for Texas Independence -
"I am going to Texas and the rest of you can go to h311!"
Gotta love that guy! :cool:
 
Dood, are you, ya know, like John Holmes? Have I seen any of your movies?:D
I told a person at work one day that they looked familiar. He answered, "Do you watch much porn?" I've only had a chance to use that response a time or two, and always get a laugh.
 
Thanks for this post Andy,
Led me to read his auto and it's good...

I think the most amazing thing about David was the fact he fell in ice water up to his neck, didn't die and didn't wreck his gun...
He was:
Extremely resourceful,
Physically capable,
And an intelligent problem-solver...

Then I learn that the intelligence and bravery demonstrated in his field of life he takes to the arena of politics...as one could argue that's not far off from falling in heck up to your neck...and trying to keep what's most important to you from breaking....
And in his case I learn he didn't trade his principles for power...and he didn't coddle the truth to keep others happy or himself comfortable...

In the world of politics I am impressed with:
His use of humor,
Quick wits,
Understanding of human nature,
And dislike of using others to serve purposes...

"...but thought it better to keep a good conscience with an empty purse than to get a bad opinion of myself with a full one." David Crockett

A good man to bring to our minds
Crockett is a fine example of the Protestant Scotch-Irish whose ancestors left embattled Ulster to carve out new lives in the trans-Allegheny/Appalachian West.. some b.a. mofos whom the Brits (and the Irish) were glad to see the hind-end of (according to my Grandfather, who was of that blood himself). Two generation before the birth of Crockett and Boone, the Scotch-Irish formed an important part of the Revolutionary army, both on the frontiers and among the Regulars. Like that of Crockett himself, their reputation preceded them..
 
Fess Parker was so cool....he could play both David Crockett and Daniel Boone...:D
Andy

FWIW my brother owned two different homes in Santa Ynez CA... home of the Ronald Reagan ranch and the Reagan Library, but also the retirement home of Fess Parker. Mr. Parker owned and operated the Los Olivos Fess Parker Winery. He sent his son (I think) to Europe to learn winemaking. The wine was fabulous, Mr. Parker would greet guests and chat, and the wife and I subscribed to his wine club for several years. In which they would ship 4 bottles of wine to us each quarter. Just the other night I was enjoying a glass of cheap wine in a Fess Parker wine glass. He passed in 2010. Not sure if the winery is still operating but I don't see why it wouldn't.
 
My 'family' was just outside Lexington in 1799 on the Masterson Station 'farm'.
Kentucky state history .
I think now it's a 625 acre Federal mental 'farm'. Ha! Stop laughing...

It could have been the site of the start of the Kentucky Derby.
 
Davy Crockett was wa childhood hero of mine. I read a library book about him in 2nd grade Almost 60 yrars ago. i wish i could remember the title. My son and my grandson used to watch the Fess Parker movies. My grandson used to go around singing "Baby, baby Chocolate". He was about 4. My 5 yo son commented that his favorite part was where Davy Crockett was fighting the Japs at the Eskimo.

History from the mouths of babes LOL!
 
Thanks for the reminder, Andy.
History is so deeply important for the reminder of whence we came and why we are here. With the selective and collective amnesia of today's society, it's no wonder we have devolved into a 5 minute culture and are facing down the deconstruction of American fabric in our generation.
Right on.. A people who forget their roots have no future..
 
I recall not only going being taken to see the Fess Parker version of Davey Crockett, but also getting a fake fur 'coonskin' hat for Christmas. It bore very little resemblance to the real thing, being round, with a soft plastic top telling everybody who I was pretending to be. The tail, I recall, was flat, about a foot long, and had a seam running the length of it, NOT the same as the real thing - see, I knew even then. I kept it until I was about eighteen, but by then it didn't fit too well any more.

...and talking about tails, and with a slight thread drift, this, I reckon, will tell you more about me than you'll ever get by reading the stuff I write here for your delight/delectation/puzzlement. I must have been about five or six, and my dad, a man not known for his overly generous nature, bought me a sugar mouse - the kind that had a little tail made of string.

The day I left school, aged eighteen, I was excavating the contents of the top pocket of my blazer when I found the string. No mouse, of course, just the string, kept all those years because my dad had given it to me.

William John Valentine Foley + 5 November 1971.

Miss you, dad.
 

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