I thank the Misses for the flyers and Divine Providence for the wings. Some say I traveled to all thirteen colonies on my midnight ride. And on my Brown Beauty, we could have. Truth is, I was captured before I could make it to Concord. Those were the times that ‘try men’s souls.’ Their tactics tried to break me but collided into my unbreakable spirit. A bloody faithful smile put doubt in their eyes. That’s when I realized dying on your feet is better than living on your knees. Resistance to tyranny is obedience to God.