When he got back to Potosi in March he was a sick man. He was scarred from a panther attack and thin from a diet of berries and roots. His breathing was labored because of nights spent in the open sleeping on damp ground and wearing clothes wet from fording rivers. He died without seeing his dreams fulfilled, but he paved the way for westward expansion of America. His dream of settling in a foreign territory was carried on by his son who would be known as the Father of Texas. Surely, if Stephen Austin is the Father of Texas, the Moses Austin must be the grandfather.

AOWM – October 4