Today I'm going to play Paul Harvey and tell you the true story about Paul Revere. I should say I'm going to give you the lowdown because I get my information from the "Lowdown Publication."
Paul Revere was a wealthy, politically connected industrialist who hung around with Sam Adams, John Hancock, and other Massachusetts leaders before the Revolution. They formed a network of special riders and horses, church bells, drum riffs, gunshots, trumpet blasts, and beacon fires. It was an orchestrated and practiced system. Paul Revere's horse was called "Black Beauty."
Do you suppose that's how the book "Black Beauty" came to life? Thanks to that book, I learned to love to read.
But getting back to the story, it was Longfellow who made Paul Revere the hero of the event. Actually, the group was made up of 60 riders and Paul didn't do any shouting. The real hero of the story was Sybil Ludington. She rode about 40 miles in the wind and rain on muddy roads that were unmarked. She pounded on doors and shouted that the British were coming. I wonder how many more women have been excluded from our history books?
I wonder how many historians have distorted the truth to make us heroes instead of intruders. If there's a historian out there who can convince me that we belonged in Korea, Vietnam, and Africa, I'd like that. I wonder how much influence banks and Wall Street and industrialists played in all those wars? I don't believe that wars solve problems. Oh, I do believe that Hitler had to be stopped, but I have my doubts about all those other wars. I like to compare countries and families. We can learn a lot through happy homes. You have to have rules of conduct and behavior. You also have to be firm and enforce your rules. We don't kill our kids who break the rules. There must be other ways to stop war. The only problem is wars make some people very rich! Do we always have to go back to wealth, greed, and power? Behind all three is pride.
I remember growing up we were proud of our family name, our good marks in school, and so on. But to us that pride meant setting high standards for our goals and working hard to reach those goals. Meeting those goals made us happy and we didn't hurt others who didn't have goals. Actually, those that had high goals could have influenced others who missed out on having high standards.
I'd try to replace "I'm proud of that" with "I'm happy" if I had any influence on making things better. If you're doing things for others and you're all happy about it, this is really humility with a happy ending. But it's hard to have these good attitudes when you live in a country that promotes being first in sports, being the richest, having expensive homes and cars - everything for show.
Where are the real values? There's competition in having. Why not make giving our goal? We can't all give fortunes like Bill Gates, but we can give of ourselves. It doesn't have to be splashed all over the newspapers. Others don't have to know. You know and that's all that matters. Like yourself and do more. There are so many generous acts being performed from young children to senior citizens! We live in a beautiful area. It's beautiful in nature and the people are beautiful. And our college is a big plus. Let's open our eyes and see all the possibilities we have and follow through! Isn't it better to think positive than to be bitter and complain? The choice is yours. No brainer!
Have a great life!