Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
Like Travis, Fannin’s desire to lead outstripped his abilities. He was baldly ambitious and, at least to all appearances, had come to Texas to make huge profits. In civilian life he had traded in slaves, but even the slave-owning farmers in Texas seemed to find his practice of bringing over Africans unsavory. His position as commander at Goliad struck them as profiteering also. He mastered human beings for money. Now there were ugly rumors among the troops that he mastered human beings for his private ascension as well. Southerners understood slavery. Not one would knowingly brook being any man’s slave, not even for the glory of Texas.
In letter after letter, Fannin asked to be relieved of command. All he wanted now was to go home to his wife and children. To his credit, however, the star-crossed colonel was resolved to make his stand at Goliad… at least until the council furloughed him.
He had attempted to bring men and supplies from Goliad to the besieged at the Alamo, but they were already so short of supplies and in such bad shape that they were forced to turn back.