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This man from the Northeast (Massachusetts to be exact) moved to Texas when his
company closed and relocated

From the first, he was struck by the prominence of state flags everywhere, and how
Texans were constantly bragging about their history and culture.

The northerner found his new Texas co-workers friendly as hell, far as that goes. From
the start, in fact, they had invited him to join them each afternoon after work when they
would have a few co'beers at a nearby bar. Still, they would rib him a lot with talk about
the Alamo, San Jacinto, Travis, Bowie and Crockett, Hood's Texas Brigade... and Yankee
jokes of course.

Anyway, after a few months or so, it got to irritating him and, finally, one Friday afternoon,
the Yankee lost his temper and cut in: "You damn Texans think you guys were created on
Day One! There are heroes up where I come from too, you know," he rejoined.

The Texans looked at each other, baffled a bit.

"Like who?" one of the Lone Star boys finally asked.

"Like Paul Revere, THAT'S WHO," the Yankee replied smugly.

After a bit more confusion among the Texans, one of them snapped his fingers in recognition
of the name and replied: "Oh yeah! Wasn't he that feller who ran out of the house in the
middle of the night hollerin' for help?"
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.......The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere.......

Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.

He said to his friend, "If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light,
One, if by land, and two, if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm,
For the country folk to be up and to arm.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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