Thursday, September 30, 2010

Behind the scenes of the Herriman fire from my perspective- Rep Carl Wimmer


It has been just over a week now since the community of Herriman was shaken to the core by the possibility of losing hundreds of homes to wild fire. I had an interesting perspective on the fire, and feel without divulging any confidential information, that I can share with you my perspective.

Sunday evening I had gone for a walk with my kids, and stopped to let them play at the park for a few minutes. We already knew about the fire, but the smoke was getting increasingly worse. We went home to get out of the smoke filled air. At around 7:00pm (give or take) the flames crested the hill. With how large the flames were and with how fast they were moving, I figured evacuations would be imminent. Not long after, Mayor Josh Mills issued an evacuation order of certain areas of Herriman.

I decided to get ready and go to the middle school where the evacuation point was set up. I am a CERT block captain as well as the State Representative, so I wanted to offer my assistance where I could. I drove to the middle school and was told that the evacuation point was being moved to the High School, and the command post was at city hall. My first impression was how prepared the citizen CERT team was. They were lined up, manning the evacuation points as if they had done it hundreds of times. They were very professional.

I drove to Herriman City Hall to the command post and there met with Mayor Josh Mills. Mayor Mills was dealing with the emergency in the most professional way one could possibly imagine. He was deciphering information which was coming in very quickly. For the most part I was drafted to be one of the “decision makers” along with the city wide elected officials, but most the decisions at that point were being made by the fire professionals, as should have been the case.

I helped where I could. We received word that people at the evacuation site were in need of water for their pets, as well as pet food. I called the Smiths in Herriman and they offered all they had, without hesitation.

I stayed close to Mayor Mills, ready to do anything he asked, but the citizen CERT, The Unified Fire, and the National Guard had every assignment under hand. The fire was out of control, and the winds were extremely high. Workers feared the worst if the winds did not change. At one point it was reported that the fire was moving at a pace faster than any human being could run. The evacuation area was expanded to include my home. A group of us gathered in the office of Mayor Mills. There we knelt in humble prayer, asking literally, for a miracle. We asked God to do something that we had zero control over, we asked that He protect the remaining homes (three had already burned) and to change the wind direction away from our homes. It would be less than 12 hours later when we discovered just how powerfully Gods hand moved this night.

I walked outside to attempt to drive and get my family and there was simply no way. The roads were at a standstill. It was like a movie where an entire city was being evacuated and no one is moving because of traffic. I dug in at the command post, as I realized I would be there a long while. I called home, but none of the cell phones were working. I tried texting and 9 out or 10 times they bounced back to me. I had to notify my wife to get out of our home. I do not know how the idea to use Facebook came about, but I typed in my status update for Sherry to evacuate and she almost immediately saw the post. There were so many good people who expressed such loving concern for my wife and kids that I get emotional just thinking of the kindness expressed. After some frantic moments, and some fear by me, Sherry and my kids were able to fully evacuate and go to her parents.

Governor Herbert arrived at the command post and I met with him. We went together to the Herriman High School to meet with the Red Cross and the evacuees to show our support and help where we could, even if it was just helping to carry in cases of water. Water was arriving in droves, Wal-Mart, Walgreens, Smiths, all bent over backwards to help. Councilman Craig Tischner used his connections with Home Depot to get them to donate dust masks, and days later, filters for 200 homes. The community was pulling together as I have never seen. I was extremely proud at that moment to live in Utah.

Congressman Jason Chaffetz arrived at the evacuation point and he connected with Governor Herbert and me for the remainder of the evening. If I can divert for a moment and tell you the funniest story. As Congressman Chaffetz and I were walking through the High School, a young man stopped him and said “I know you!” Jason shook his hand and introduced himself “Hi I am Jason Chaffetz” the man said “Ya! You used to kick for BYU right?” and Congressman Chaffetz said “yep!” To this the man said “wow, great to meet you, what are you doing now days?” I about died laughing! The man recognized him for being a BYU kicker but not a Congressman. That’s a football fan.

At around 2:30am Governor Herbert, Congressman Chaffetz, Mayor Mills and I were driven close to the fire line to view what was occurring. The flames were extremely hot, very high and showed no sign of stopping. The foreseen devastation was horrible to imagine, as we were once again told that they had 0% containment on the fire.

Governor Herbert had arraigned for he, Congressman Chaffetz, Fire Chief Jensen and myself to go up in a chopper at 6:00am to view the damage. We decided to leave so we could sleep for an hour or two before flying. Mayor Josh Mills stayed. He was not about to leave his city to go sleep, when so many were still in desperate conditions.

The next morning we met and boarded the chopper. All of us on board were prepared for the worst. We knew how devastating the fire looked just three hours before. Nothing could have prepared us for what we were about to see...Not another house had been destroyed, not one. Yes, some were damaged. But not a single home had burned to the ground with the exception of the three which had occurred earlier. Chief Jensen explained that after we had left the fire line around 2:30am, the winds had changed direction, the firemen had been able to do “back burns” to stop the fire, and one brave bulldozer driver had helped by making fire lines next to the homes.

The black charred earth was next to many homes, but the homes were still standing. The vast majority of the flames were out. Governor Herbert called it a miracle, and it was. Our prayer in Mayor Mills’s office had been heard. Not only did He change the winds, but he buoyed up the men and women who worked ALL NIGHT to help save people’s homes. There were no serious injuries reported.

The loss of the three homes is tragic, and the devastation to those families cause my heart to ache. I do not diminish their loss in any way, just to say that it was a miracle that more were not lost.

I am eternally grateful to the men and women who put their lives on the line to protect our homes. The firefighters, police, National Guard, and citizen volunteers. I am grateful to the community businesses who donated so much to the cause: Wal-Mart, Smiths, Home Depot, Walgreens, Pizza hut, McDonalds and I am sure there are more I am missing.

I am grateful to the Herriman city staff, Mayor Josh Mills, Councilman Tischner, Councilman Day, Councilman Robinson and Councilwoman Raquel Deluca.

God moved on Herriman that night. Of this I am certain.


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Monday, September 27, 2010

Mourning in America

In 1983 the Ronald Reagan/George H. Bush campaign released the now famous "Morning in America" ad:




In 2010 the American people have released the soon-to-be-famous "Mourning in America ad:




We face an historic time in America. Although times are reminiscent of the Carter era, things are much worse now, for our very nation stands trembling, waiting for her people to rise and finally speak up. November 2nd is our time to cast an undeniable denouncement of the Obama Administration and the 111th Congress. Yes, they had help getting to where they began, but then they jumped on a turbo train and led this nation straight to hell as they gleefully shredded the U.S. Constitution, cast aside our beloved Republic and have shoved socialism hurtling toward communism down our throats. November 2nd is the day we say, "NO!" 

Vote for men and women you know will fight for and uphold conservative principles which will preserve us this nation we call the United States of America. November 2nd is our national tea party when we metaphorically dump the tea into the Boston Harbor and announce America will stand on her own without her oppressors. November 2nd is our day to exercise our rights as American citizens and cast ballots in favor of America rather than Obama's dream of a socialist/communist nation. November 2nd is our day.

May God bless us all.

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Friday, September 17, 2010

Important Update: The Candace Salima Show

Important Update: I have been informed that The Candace Salima Show has been pushed back one more week. I'm sad, but I understand. My team is determined to have a product that sizzles and they say it can't be done in time for Sunday. This is our old promo, so the date hasn't been changed yet. But this is what the show is all about.



Remember, this is my new team and we just reshot all the shows this last Saturday. I'd hoped we would be able to get it done, but my director explained many aspects of the show last night that hadn't crossed my mind. That's why he's the director. He said we simply can't get the editing completed in time. So, the new premier date for The Candace Salima Show is September 26th.

Although we've been working hard since July on the show, the new team just came on board last week. They are determined that we start off properly and I'm grateful to them for that attitude. Everyone was working constantly, trying to get the first show with Mike Lee and Jessie Funk ready in time for Sunday, but there's no way to get the editing completed, the graphics and new opening created and the Closed Captioning done in time. Fox 13 has to have the show 7 days prior to air time ... so there's the latest on The Candace Salima Show.

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Save the Hunt Family Home: My Journey

It has been an interesting journey over the last few months. Sometimes I feel as if I am literally racing in my house, kissing my husband swiftly and right back out again. I'm positive I've met myself coming and going. But one thing that has occupied my mind as of late is my sister and her family. They received a notice of default on their home. This is a common story across America, but what has been uncommon is the reaction of the this sweet family.

Aaron, my brother-in-law, a licensed pool contractor and one of the best in the state of Utah, lost his job with the economic downturn. Not surprising since pools are a luxury and luxuries went the way of the U.S. Constitution. He has been applying for job after job over the last year-and-a-half and had no luck. He's over-qualified. He's not qualified enough. He was paid too much. He was self-employed. The litany of excuses bordered on the ridiculous. Especially since a phenomenally talented man stood before each of them seeking employment. There is no one I know with a harder work ethic, skills beyond measure and ability to examine a problem and find THE solution. And yet, he couldn't find work. So he started making pies. 

Aaron is a piemaker extraordinairre! Truly his pies are a little bit heaven to your tastebuds. Strawberry, cherry, apple, almond joy (oh yeah), banana cream, coconut cream, lemon ... sheesh, I'm getting hungry just thinking about it! This is how they paid bills as they came due. Aaron would announce he was making pies and neighbors would come and snatch them up as soon as he sent out the word.

His sweet wife, Heather, is a phenomenal musician and has the ability to look at life in such a way that it is almost always filled with joy. Yes, she is stressed. Yes, she has been ill. But she keeps working hard. She owns Twist & Shout Performance Group which was doing very well and able to keep help meet the bills. But with the downturn in the economy, yet another luxury was stripped away: Voice/Dance/Piano lessons, which Heather taught, dropped enrollment.

Heather applied for and was offered, and accepted, a job at Wal-Mart, graveyard shift. 

Aaron applied with three temp agencies and finally struck gold with the third. He was back at work within the week. One week into this temporary employment, his employers realized what I already knew: Aaron is a gem. They wanted to hire him and told him so. That afternoon at work, Aaron was injured when lifting something extremely heavy. His bicep became detached from the bone and he was out of work again. They wouldn't hold the job. Workers Compensation paid the medical costs but refused to pay lost wages. Aaron was back at square one. A week-and-a-half ago, Aaron underwent surgery to reattach the bicep and is now out of work for 3 to 6 months. He can't even make pies.

Aaron and Heather have five beautiful children: 13, 11, 10, 6 and 3. Defeat is not something thet accept willingly and so the family brainstormed, talked to friends and came up with a plan: bake sales, luaus, fundraisers, etc. Which brings me to my point:

They began what Brian Mullahy of KUTV Channel 2 News called the "Cash for Trash" fundraiser, which we are in the middle of right now. A friend of Heather's, Shelby, told of her of this great idea for raising money. Friends and neighbors, even strangers, pledged $1 to $5 per trashbag filled with garbage from the streets and roads of the Hunt's hometown. So we created a cause (Save the Hunt Family Home) on Facebook. Sent the word out via email lists. Made phone calls. Walked the streets getting pledges and then began the actual "picking up trash" portion of the program.

At the beginning...
Hard at work. Aaron held the "tin can" bag with his bum arm until it became
too heavy. He worked hard that day, despite the pain he was in.

We couldn't believe what found!

There was so much trash on this single road, we couldn't believe it.
And then we found ...
A freakin' QUEEN-SIZED MATTRESS! It took both Heather and me to
drag it up to the road so we could throw it in the back of the truck! Sheesh!
And yeah, that's me. Heather's taking the picture. 
We found a tire too! And 26 bags of trash! Alvin was driving the truck,
throwing the bags in the back, etc. (He has to stay out of the sun because
of his health issues.)
I now know what the people (the litterers) who travel that road eat, drink, chew and smoke. Wendy's, McDonalds and Subway are their fast food restaurants of choice. They drink Corona beer, chew Skoal and smoke Camels. Yes, the 6-year-old was particularly disgusted by the last two. She became the cigarette-nazi and gathered every cigarette butt she could find. It was disgusting how much she found. 1/4 of a 30 gal. trashbag was nothing but cigarette butts.

And the 10-year-old was particularly excited about the
26 bags of trash we gathered that day.. We took them from the back
of our truck and put them in the Hunt's trailer to be taken to
the dump.
KUTV Channel 2's Brian Mullahy came down and shot a story about this. He has aired it multiple times and checks back, almost daily, with Aaron and Heather to see how it is going. KBYU's Brittany Glas is in the process of doing the same and it will air tomorrow (Wednesday, September 15th) at noon. 

We continue to accept pledges and I have been in awe of the sense of community. It has been an amazing adventure, albeit, a stressful one for the Hunts. People can make a pledge right here on this blog (i.e., I'll pledge $1 for every trashbag filled up to 35 bags, or 20 bags, or every bag you gather.) Or they can simply Paypal a donation right to the Hunt's through Heather's Twist & Shout Performance Group Paypal account (ahhunt5@msn.com.) Many people have preferred to do that.

Heather and Aaron were able to make a single house payment yesterday, bringing their house out of the danger zone. At least for a few days. They will continue to collect garbage until they have brought their mortgage completely current. The community effort has truly has been amazing.

Sheryl, a friend of Heather's from South Jordan, collected hundreds of dollars for the Hunts and will be delivering the money to them today.

Children from the Hunts neighborhood saw the Brian's story on Channel 2 and went around the neighborhood collecting money, selling candy, etc. Those sweet angel children delivered $76 to Heather and Aaron yesterday. Yes, tears were shed. Even children who have been bullies in the past, jumped into the effort and raised money. It truly has been amazing.

The Hunts, their family and friends are up to 45 garbage bags filled so far. It's been an amazing thing to watch. Someone suggested their hometown should pay them for all the cleaning up their doing. That's not such a bad idea, but certain to not happen.

All in all, it has been so inspiring to watch and participate in the effort. What an amazing sense of community and triumph of the human spirit. Please continue to spread the word as a huge difference is being made. May God bless you and may the windows of heaven be opened and blessings beyond measure poured out upon each and every one of you.


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Saturday, September 4, 2010

Founding Father Samuel Adams Advocates American Freedom


Samuel Adams, one of the most ardent of the Founding Fathers in his desire for independence from England, delivered this speech to a numerous audience at the State House in Philadelphia on August 1, 1776. Adams, a signer of the Declaration of Independence, also served as Delegate to the First Continental Congress in 1774 and was elected Governor of Massachusetts in 1794.

Abridged.

Our forefathers, 'tis said, consented to be subject to the laws of Great Britain. I will not at the present time dispute it, nor mark out the limits and conditions of their submission; but will it be denied that they contracted to pay obedience and to be under the control of Great Britain because it appeared to them most beneficial in their then present circumstances and situations? We, my countrymen, have the same right to consult and provide for our happiness which they had to promote theirs. If they had a view to posterity in their contracts, it must have been to advance the felicity of their descendants. If they erred in their expectations and prospects, we can never be condemned for a conduct which they would have recommended had they foreseen our present condition.

Ye darkeners of counsel, who would make the property, lives, and religion of millions depend on the evasive interpretations of musty parchments; who would send us to antiquated charters of uncertain and contradictory meaning, to prove that the present generation are not bound to be victims to cruel and unforgiving despotism,--tell us whether our pious and generous ancestors bequeathed to us the miserable privilege of having the rewards of our honesty, industry, the fruits of those fields which they purchased and bled for, wrested from us at the will of men over whom we have no check. Did they contract for us that, with folded arms, we should expect that justice and mercy from brutal and inflamed invaders which have been denied to our supplications at the foot of the throne? Were we to hear our character as a people ridiculed with indifference? Did they promise for us that our meekness and patience should be insulted, our coasts harassed, our towns demolished and plundered, and our wives and offspring exposed to nakedness, hunger, and death, without our feeling the resentment of men, and exerting those powers of self-preservation which God has given us?

No man had once a greater veneration for Englishmen than I entertained. They were dear to me as branches of the same parental trunk, and partakers of the same religion and laws; I still view with respect the remains of the Constitution as I would a lifeless body which had once been animated by a great and heroic soul. But when I am aroused by the din of arms; when I behold legions of foreign assassins paid by Englishmen to imbrue their hands in our blood; when I tread over the uncoffined bodies of my countrymen, neighbors, and friends; when I see the locks of a venerable father torn by savage hands, and a feeble mother, clasping her infants to her bosom, and on her knees imploring their lives from her own slaves, whom Englishmen have allured to treachery and murder; when I behold my country, once the seat of industry, peace, and plenty, changed by Englishmen to a theater of blood and misery, Heaven forgive me if I can not root out those passions which it has implanted in my bosom, and detest submission to a people who have either ceased to be human, or have not virtue enough to feel their own wretchedness and servitude!

Men who content themselves with the semblance of truth, and a display of words talk much of our obligations to Great Britain for protection. Had she a single eye to our advantage? A nation of shopkeepers are very seldom so interested. Let us not be so amused with words! the extension of her commerce was her object. When she defended our coasts, she fought for her customers, and convoyed ourships loaded with wealth, which we had acquired for her by our industry. She has treated us as beasts of burden, whom the lordly masters cherish that they may carry a greater load. Let us inquire also against whom she has protected us? Against her own enemies with whom we had no quarrel, or only on her account, and against whom we always readily exerted our wealth and strength when they were required. Were these Colonies backward in giving assistance to Great Britain, when they were called upon in 1739 to aid the expedition against Cartagena? They at that time sent three thousand men to join the British army, altho the war commenced without their consent.

But the last war, 'tis said, was purely American. This is a vulgar error, which, like many others, has gained credit by being confidently repeated. The dispute between the courts of Great Britain and France related to the limits of Canada and Nova Scotia. The controverted territory was not claimed by any in the Colonies, but by the crown of Great Britain. It was therefore their own quarrel. The infringement of a right which England had, by the treaty of Utrecht, of trading in the Indian country of Ohio, was another cause of the war. The French seized large quantities of British manufactures and took possession of a fort which a company of British merchants and factors had erected for the security of their commerce. The war was therefore waged in defense of lands claimed by the Crown, and for the protection of British property. The French at that time had no quarrel with America, and, as appears by letters sent from their commander-in-chief to some of the Colonies, wished to remain in peace with us.

The part, therefore, which we then took, and the miseries to which we exposed ourselves ought to be charged to our affection to Britain. These Colonies granted more than their proportion to the support of the war. They raised, clothed, and maintained nearly twenty-five thousand men, and so sensible were the people of England of our great exertions that a message was annually sent to the House of Commons purporting "that his majesty, being highly satisfied with the zeal and vigor with which his faithful subjects in North America had exerted themselves in defense of his majesty's just rights and possessions, recommends it to the House to take the same into consideration and enable him to give them a proper compensation."

But what purpose can arguments of this kind answer? Did the protection we received annul our rights as men, and lay us under an obligation of being miserable?

Who among you, my countrymen, that is a father, would claim authority to make your child a slave because you had nourished him in infancy?

'Tis a strange species of generosity which requires a return infinitely more valuable than anything it could have bestowed; that demands as a reward for a defense of our property a surrender of those inestimable privileges to the arbitrary will of vindictive tyrants, which alone give value to that very property.

Courage, then, my countrymen; our contest is not only whether we ourselves shall be free, but whether there shall be left to mankind an asylum on earth for civil and religious liberty. Dismissing, therefore, the justice of our cause as incontestable, the only question is, What is best for us to pursue in our present circumstances?

The doctrine of dependence on Great Britain is, I believe, generally exploded; but as I would attend to the honest weakness of the simplest of men, you will pardon me if I offer a few words on that subject.

We are now on this continent, to the astonishment of the world, three millions of souls united in one cause. We have large armies, well disciplined and appointed, with commanders inferior to none in military skill, and superior in activity and zeal. We are furnished with arsenals and stores beyond our most sanguine expectations, and foreign nations are waiting to crown our success by their alliances. There are instances of, I would say, an almost astonishing providence in our favor; our success has staggered our enemies, and almost given faith to infidels; so we may truly say it is not our own arm which has saved us.

The hand of Heaven appears to have led us on to be, perhaps, humble instruments and means in the great providential dispensation which is completing. We have fled from the political Sodom; let us not look back lest we perish and become a monument of infamy and derision to the world. For can we ever expect more unanimity and a better preparation for defense; more infatuation of counsel among our enemies, and more valor and zeal among ourselves? The same force and resistance which are sufficient to procure us our liberties will secure us a glorious independence and support us in the dignity of free imperial States. We can not suppose that our opposition has made a corrupt and dissipated nation more friendly to America, or created in them a greater respect for the rights of mankind. We can therefore expect a restoration and establishment of our privileges, and a compensation for the injuries we have received from their want of power, from their fears, and not from their virtues. The unanimity and valor which will effect an honorable peace can render a future contest for our liberties unnecessary. He who has strength to chain down the wolf is a madman if he let him loose without drawing his teeth and paring his nails.

From the day on which an accommodation takes place between England and America, on any other terms than as independent States, I shall date the ruin of this country. a politic minister will study to lull us into security by granting us the full extent of our petitions. The warm sunshine of influence would melt down the virtue which the violence of the storm rendered more firm and unyielding. In a state of tranquillity, wealth, and luxury, our descendants would forget the arts of war and the noble activity and zeal which made their ancestors invincible. Every art of corruption would be employed to loosen the bond of union which renders our resistance formidable. When the spirit of liberty, which now animates our hearts and gives success to our arms, is extinct, our numbers will accelerate our ruin and render us easier victims to tyranny. Ye abandoned minions of an infatuated ministry, if peradventure any should yet remain among us, remember that a Warren and Montgomery are numbered among the dead. Contemplate the mangled bodies of your countrymen, and then say, What should be the reward of such sacrifices? Bid us and our posterity bow the knee, supplicate the friendship, and plow, and sow, and reap, to glut the avarice of the men who have let loose on us the dogs of war to riot in our blood and hunt us from the face of the earth? If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquillity of servitude than the animating contest of freedom--go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen!

To unite the supremacy of Great Britain and the liberty of America is utterly impossible. so vast a continent and of such a distance from the seat of empire will every day grow more unmanageable. The motion of so unwieldy a body can not be directed with any despatch and uniformity without committing to the Parliament of Great Britain powers inconsistent with our freedom. The authority and force which would be absolutely necessary for the preservation of the peace and good order of this continent would put all our valuable rights within the reach of that nation.

As the administration of government requires firmer and more numerous supports in proportion to its extent, the burdens imposed on us would be excessive, and we should have the melancholy prospect of their increasing on our posterity. The scale of officers, from the rapacious and needy commissioner to the haughty governor, and from the governor, with his hungry train, to perhaps a licentious and prodigal viceroy, must be upheld by you and your children. The fleets and armies which will be employed to silence your murmurs and complaints must be supported by the fruits of your industry.

Britain is now, I will suppose, the seat of liberty and virtue, and its legislature consists of a body of able and independent men who govern with wisdom and justice. The time may come when all will be reversed; when its excellent constitution of government will be subverted; when, pressed by debts and taxes, it will be greedy to draw to itself an increase of revenue from every distant province in order to ease its own burdens; when the influence of the crown, strengthened by luxury and a universal profligacy of manners, will have tainted every heart, broken down every fence of liberty and rendered us a nation of tame and contented vassals; when a general election will be nothing but a general auction of boroughs, and when the Parliament, the grand council of the nation, and once the faithful guardian of the State, and a terror to evil ministers, will be degenerated into a body if sycophants, dependent and venal, always ready to confirm any measures, and little more than a public court for registering royal edicts.

Such, it is possible, may some time or other be the state of Great Britain. What will, at that period, be the duty of the Colonies? Will they be still bound to unconditional submission? Must they always continue an appendage to our government and follow it implicitly through every change that can happen to it? Wretched condition, indeed, of millions of freemen as good as ourselves! Will you say that we now govern equitably, and that there is no danger of such revolution? Would to God that this were true! But you will not always say the same. Who shall judge whether we govern equitably or not? Can you give the Colonies any security that such a period will never come? No. The period, countrymen, is already come! The calamities were at our door. The rod of oppression was raised over us. We were roused from our slumbers, and may we never sink into repose until we can convey a clear and undisputed inheritance to our posterity! This day we are called upon to give a glorious example of what the wisest and best of men were rejoiced to view only in speculation. This day presents the world with the most august spectacle that its annals ever unfolded--millions of freemen, deliberately and voluntarily forming themselves into a society for their common defense and common happiness. Immortal spirits of Hampden, Locke, and Sidney, will it not add to your benevolent joys to behold your posterity rising to the dignity of men, and evincing to the world the reality and expediency of your systems, and in the actual enjoyment of that equal liberty, which you were happy when on earth in delineating and recommending to mankind?

Other nations have received their laws from conquerors; some are indebted for a constitution to the suffering of their ancestors through revolving centuries. The people of this country, alone, have formally and deliberately chosen a government for themselves, and with open and uninfluenced consent bound themselves into a social compact. Here no man proclaims his birth or wealth as a title to honorable distinction, or to sanctify ignorance and vice with the name of hereditary authority. He who has most zeal and ability to promote public felicity, let him be the servant of the public. This is the only line of distinction drawn by nature. Leave the bird of night to the obscurity for which nature intended him, and expect only from the eagle to brush the clouds with his wings and look boldly in the face of the sun.

If there is any man so base or so weak as to prefer a dependence on Great Britain to the dignity and happiness of living a member of a free and independent nation, let me tell him that necessity now demands what the generous principle of patriotism should have dictated.

We have no other alternative than independence, or the most ignominious and galling servitude. The legions of our enemies thicken on our plains; desolation and death mark their bloody career, while the mangled corpses of our countrymen seem to cry out to us as a voice from heaven.

Our Union is now complete; our Constitution composed, established, and approved. You are now the guardians of your own liberties. We may justly address you as the decemviri did the Romans, and say: "Nothing that we propose can pass into a law without your consent. Be yourselves, O Americans, the authors of those laws on which your happiness depends."

You have now in the field armies sufficient to repel the whole force of your enemies and their base and mercenary auxiliaries. The hearts of your soldiers beat high with the spirit of freedom; they are animated with the justice of their cause, and while they grasp their swords can look up to Heaven for assistance. Your adversaries are composed of wretches who laugh at the rights of humanity, who turn religion into derision, and would, for higher wages, direct their swords against their leaders or their country. Go on, then, in your generous enterprise with gratitude to Heaven for past success, and confidence of it in the future. For my own part I ask no greater blessing than to share with you the common danger and common glory. If I have a wish dearer to my soul than that my ashes may be mingled with those of a Warren and Montgomery, it is that these American States may never cease to be free and independent.


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