My family tells a story about my first time going to the Alamo as a kid.
It was in the real early 80's and well, there was a drunkard bum Mexican passed out on the sidewalk that evening as we were walking past the Alamo area leaving.. and well, my old man told me he was dead.
A dead Mexican soldier from the war!! I of course believed him, then he told me to go kick him and so I did. That dead Mexican soldier woke up and I was freaked out. Old man said some probably not so nice things to him and we continued on.
I got some f-ed up childhood memories.
It was in the real early 80's and well, there was a drunkard bum Mexican passed out on the sidewalk that evening as we were walking past the Alamo area leaving.. and well, my old man told me he was dead.
A dead Mexican soldier from the war!! I of course believed him, then he told me to go kick him and so I did. That dead Mexican soldier woke up and I was freaked out. Old man said some probably not so nice things to him and we continued on.
I got some f-ed up childhood memories.