58 days of straight war, my men and I were surrounded at the fort by the enemy, with no where left to turn they sacrificed themselves to save me. I ran away, tail between my legs...shame. I lost many good men that day, only thing to remember from them is the simple message to 'never forget the Alamo'. And I live by that. Their lives will live on through me and I will fight for my men, and one day...recover the fort...recover the Alamo...