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Remember the Alamo? It reminds me of Ukraine

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People in Michigan don't think much about the battle of the Alamo anymore. But a visit to that old Spanish mission where Texans held off the Mexican army for almost two weeks reminded me of the present day war in Ukraine.  I enjoyed thinking about the similarities and that prompted me to write this analysis. The Alamo Heroes of the Alamo plaque In 1836,  Mexican soldiers under the command of General Santa Anna stormed the Alamo after holding the fort hostage for almost two weeks.  The Texans defending the fort--including Davey Crockett, Jim Bowie, James Bonham, and William Travis--had vowed to fight to the death rather than surrender. 189 soldiers died that day. The old wall General Santa Anna thought that the defeat would demoralize the Texans and lead to an easy victory for Mexico.  The outcome had the opposite effect: it galvanized the cause and resulted in Texas fighting for sovereignty from Mexico and ultimately becoming part of the United States....

Homer, Louisiana (my hometown from 1954 - 1958)

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Homer was named for a Greek writer that no one remembers Homer, the first southern town where I lived, is half the size of Crossett and twice as hard to capture in a short blog.  With a population of about 2,500 people this small town continues to shrink, but it is the county seat for Claiborne Parish, so there is a historical cache to the place, starting with the Greek Revival courthouse in the center of town.   The ante-bellum Courthouse Courthouse Square Homer's court house is one of only four pre-Civil War buildings still in use in Louisiana. It  anchors the town and gives it an old-fashioned gentility that is missing from suburban strip malls.  Despite the grand architecture, Homer is a poor town and unlike Crossett, this place long ago abandoned any commercial ambitions it may once have had. Most of the residents have never known prosperity. City Hall is an ornate brick building with a turret When we lived here, there were still sharecroppers growing ...

Crossett, Arkansas (my hometown from 1958 - 1963)

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"I was raised in a small town..."  I was born in Chicago and I've lived in Michigan for over 50 years, so I am a bona fide midwesterner.  But when I was a little girl between the ages of 4 and 13, I l ived in Louisiana and Arkansas.    I considered myself a Southerner and  I never wanted to leave.  The Crossett years We moved from my birthplace to Crossett when I was just 4 years old.   Nicknamed the "forestry capital of the south with two pine trees in the logo of its name to prove it,  Crossett is a company town. It  is home to a paper mill and lumber industry that supports a town of 5,500 people. More accurately, it used to support that population. When Koch Industries bought out Georgia Pacific, they cut the workforce by half.   About 10 years ago, the plywood factory burned down. The Koch brothers, The ruined plywood factory David and Charles, decided not to rebuild. This leaves Crossett residents facing the same...
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Don and Donna Caleb and Stone  Two builders and a blueprint Downstate Drop-off (Day 1):  Our first stop was downstate to Utica, our old home tome where our son still lives. We dropped off Garfunkel our cat. Six weeks is a long time for a cat to be alone and Stony graciously offered to cat sit. It was a perfect opportunity to share dinner with our grandsons, catch up on family news, and kick off the vacation with board games   
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On our way to the southwest. We are trading Michigan's cold and snowy spring weather for the warmth of New Orleans and then on to the southwest desert. Along the way I'll visit my childhood homes in Arkansas and Louisiana. Please join us for our travels.  Our last Michigan hike to the Elberta dunes before heading south.
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 It's been years since I've blogged about my travels, mostly because I haven't journeyed very far from home these past 11 years, but I just retired and my husband and I bought a teardrop trailer.  We started our travels with Sweetpea on August 15 and will be on the road until October.  Westward ho.