Toward the end of The Ballad of the Alamo (1960), recording artist Marty Robbins sings: Now the bugles are silent And there's rust on each sword And the small band of soldiers Lie asleep in the arms of the Lord. When we visited the Alamo in 2004, we drove around town listening to that song almost on repeat as it had become a favorite of my daughter, Emily, then age nine. At the same time...
