A blog overran by a redbone hound w/his thoughts being paramount to all the coons in the woods. W/constant commentaries to everyone I pull off the road and talk to...last night in Starks, was a bonafide local outside the Quick Stop on his paint; I made an attempt to inquire if the paint took reg. or unleaded. Roscoe had to chip in, thusly setting the blue-heeler off, what a choir, a dodge ram overwhelmed by these two...have mercy on this poor cowboy. (cajunbobpoetlariate@gmail.com)
8/11/2008
To Honor The Hertiage
To honor the ancestory,
of our great Scottish kin,
Jacob Neely,
who stood tall,
with precision aim,
firing his musket,
and REDCOATS fell,
most proud to have his
rebel-celtic-blood,
run true in these veins.
Come on, my dear laddies and lassies,
take down you bodram,
and rosen up your bow,
pack up your pipes,
grab your kilt,
for we shall gather round,
in this piney woods moonlight,
dancing our jig,
our celebration will last,
until mornings early light.
Without those brave hearts,
we would not have
the liberty that we enjoy today...
To Honor...To Praise...
dar marker...Neely, Jacob -- b. 1758. d. 15 July 1845, age 87. Grave located in Liberty Baptist church, 6 miles east on Highway 80, Jackson, Rankin County, Mississippi. Marked: 29 March 1953 -- Magnolia State Chapter
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