by Alyssa Flowers
(Okc ok)
When I was about 8 or 9 we visited my grandparents in Ingram Texas. We wanted something to do since it was their day off from the shop.
So we went to the Alamo.
We took a whole family picture in front of the alamo. We walked around the whole Alamo and then went to the Hard Rock cafe.
Two years later my dad die (a month after I turned 11). So I remember that day like it was yesterday. The Alamo stays in my hearts for life. My last big trip with my dad.