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I don't know if it's true or not, but I'm sure it's true. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution.
The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution.
The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The
television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. The television program, celebrating the bicentennial of the American Revolution. Brute strength. I give you.
No. Brute strength is yours. I give it to you. Undisputed. Yanky -doodle keep it up Yanky -doodle candy Mind the music and step Yanky -doodle keep it up Yanky -doodle candy You can have it Yanky -doodle candy To enjoy Incomming with the lion The tiger And other beasts of prey I will take sarcasm If you must press it on me Call it a context
Come bad if you will We will rush to meet you And hope to find a friend One who is sensible What am I? What is any woman? Are we deficient in reason? Our judgment is not so strong We do not distinguish so well as you Why? My reason My sense My eminent friend is a better mother candidate for a more tough But I myself I'm the music and step But I
myself Should be allowed no other ideas Than those suggested by the mechanism of a pudding Where the hell? He did not order He did not order Jesus, Bobby Christ, they set the women off Bro, don't surprise me, none Women just bad as the men Climb down to the woods all of them Oh
God, you're making a shudder We destroyed all the men We'll have the devil's old time conquering the women We're great done men, they're firing again We're great done men We're great done men I'm a drill! Can't bite a load Just a piece Search it That's fun, Swabby Clean her out Watch the bench, keep it covered Handle Handle cartridge Get it over there, you powder You got your bum in your skull or
what? What you got your bum in your skull or what? You got your bum in your skull or what? You got your bum in your skull or what? You got your bum in your skull or what? Handle cartridge Hold the gun River down River down Fire Fire on Yeah Oh my God Run! Lucky you got only my penny coat Better pretty shame than what I carried away my finery Other drum is his glory, his joy, his delight It leads him to measure
as well as to fight No girl when she hears it Though ever so glum But packs up her tattoos And follows the drum Or with a rabbit, a rabbit, a rabbit, a cow She packs up her tattoos And follows by the drum Listen, you're going off to a satirist I am mighty sheath Look at her with the nose on the ear Can't you hear me? Come on Come on, come on, come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come with
a rabbit, a rabbit, a rabbit, a cow She packs up her tattoos And follows by the drum Well, quiet I wish it were quiet It's fine No Some of the others are moving out I haven't found them yet Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm
I'm over here with this question Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Can't remember Well, I can hear the sound of the camera What? What? Let me send you back, Molly Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Just this once, will you do what I say? I I want you safe Don't Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Take it for us Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm I
just went away again To war To the sound of the camera Mm -hmm Tom Mm -hmm Is Tom Mm -hmm I'm happy Here Swagging with the bed Yeah I don't want any other Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Some of the women have left? Well, I'm not them You'd be safe in town I am myself out, you mean I'm no servant, John I don't want to be a servant I was made for better than that Mm -hmm Mm -hmm I've got what I want Mm -hmm Mm
-hmm And I give myself I want to choose through and win Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Mm -hmm Talked to me loud Well, I don't care if I hear Mm -hmm You want this This campus - I want you When I die, when I'm dead, Molly I love you, John You set up shop Please Please Please Please Please Please Please Don't keep your safe If you let
the men And you'll wipe your job Put your name in the papers where they can see Don't You say, hold money That's all that'll save you when I'm gone Don't die, John Don't die, Molly I love you I love you I love you I love you John
John Now I've received my fatal wound And lie upon the hard -to -cold ground My wife and friends will mourn for me As I lie dead in a merry key Fight on, fight on American boys Nor heed old brittles thundering noise Maintain your rights here after year God's on your side, you need not fear You should know what I've done I
have sent my only brother to camp with my prayers and blessings I hope he will behave with honor Yes, great examples before him Surely he will not disgrace me I hope he will not disgrace me Had I other, had I twenty sons or brothers They should go Imagine, if these are my sentiments I'm worried I'll be the thoughts of our sons Brothers and husbands on the field of battle No parties of pleasure And no teetering gang And no finery
You should know what I've done I have not drunk taste since Christmas And I have not bought a cap or a gown since you were defeated Lexington And heaven must smile on me for this But I have learned to net I never did before you know But now I'm rather good at it my way I've started American stockings for all the servants And may continue the custom when the war is over Knitting Oh I know you think me sentimental, foolish But I know what I must do here That way I throw in my might for the public good That's a good
boy That's a good boy That's a good boy You are so beautiful And ever and a presumption I know you You are I think I want to touch you Come Come on Come to me Only one of my own
sex can conceive of my situation Women of America Your rank is superior to that of man You are so beautiful Handsome No You are beautiful Again I I recollect it as a A foible Loud I
know I know I know
I know I know I know This is but the shade of a picture Only one of my own sex can conceive of my situation Women of America Blossoms from Spirit of very birth You are
very birth You are his jaw His hidden companions in this world Blossoms from your very birth Blossoms from your very birth Try the last part of the speech I didn't believe it the last time through Again These blossoms Let's bring forth fruit sweet to your taste And to his His very existence is so peculiarly And to woven with your own This is a
splendid document What the atoms have written is our triumph This is a marvelous document This is a splendid document My compliments We meant wonderful things I know what I know And I learned it by keeping still And mind and things Every Every man Every man Every every man was born Every Every Every Every Every Every Every Every Every Every
God made me too. Oh, every man. Oh, man. Oh, white man. I know what they mean. All
white men and women. All women. I know what they mean. Oh, my God. My desires are I'm free to own a spy. If I'm respected by those now living. So would I be continued when I make my exit? I would descend with celebrity to posterity.
I'm ready to say that there is something new at the end. I play for myself and for all others of my sex. That we are your secret ourselves by very nature, equal to yours.
We both are candidates for the mortality. Yankee doodle candy. Mind the music and step on. do that. Sh开 all of your Disney玩es. A little closer to the smartphone. Maybe . .
. Good. Well, Ed. And will the girl be handy? Yeah.
This program was made possible in part by a grant from the American Revolution by Centennial Administration. Music Music
Music John Peter Cooney, who saved Kenneth Gaggan from drowning on August 15, 1965. Music I think of myself as a human being who likes other people, that's all. On the runner, I was captain of a cross country team. When you're running here, you just put him one foot in front of the other one and pushing your
body to, and I'll keep on going. So your mind will eventually begin to wander. Music My father was a grocery store. I worked there during the summertime and then part time in the winter. Along with a younger brother and an older brother and my grandmother and grandfather. There are seven brothers in the family all together. I was in a quarry with my father one afternoon and we were sitting talking in a position where you could not see the quarry itself, the water. And there was a man in another position where he could see the water and he jumped up and he said, are these kids falling or what? And I jumped up and looked and there were two men
waving for help. My father said, go John, go. And I went out there and I swam out and I asked him if they wanted any help. Two of the guys said, yes here, take him. So I grabbed hold of the guy and he was kind of almost unconscious. But he was kind of big and I tried to level them off with a chin carry. And I tried to put my arm across his chest to get him in a cross chest carry and my arm wouldn't fit. And we both started to go down and I got kind of scared. He slipped a couple of times and went under and I had to go get him and bring him up and level him off to the same procedure over again. Finally I got him in and there was a policeman on duty and got the quarry. And he took over from there and got him on to the rocks and they were talking to him and got him breathing again. Then I left. I was 13
at the time and he was about 17. I like to set higher goals for myself that are almost impossible to do. And that way if someday I ever do accomplish these goals, it'll really mean something to me. I'm competing against myself. It feels so good to get alone by myself, not a reality, not a contact with other people. Sometimes I just like to run for hours on end.
You become angry. The stupidity of human beings, they don't care that much about other human beings. They'd rather watch and see somebody die than try to help them. And then you do pass judgment because you know they were. They're not good people. I would imagine anybody would be grateful if they had almost drowned in somebody's life. But I'd never heard anything from him. I feel that all humans are humans and
nobody's life is really worth more than somebody else's. It's sort of a darkest point of view. No matter how bad a person is, they still try and save a person's life. I know what saving the man's life. It came pretty close to death. I have this strange feeling that someday I might not die of a natural cause. Or it just scares me actually to think that someday I might die from drowning or in a car accident. One of the things I really am scared of is death. I lived up on the corner there of the highway where the cars come and zoom and zoom and down.
And it would be in a sound sleep in the dead of night. And I'd wake right up and sit up in bed. And I'd say to Jackie, I heard a car. And I'd say there's no car out there. And I'd say I heard a car. There must be a car up on the highway and nobody sees it. Please go out. And one night you did go out. The car I turned all of them and the fellow was in it. I was sitting in the beach chair having a cup of coffee. And Maria was right next to me playing in the sand. Child Luongo, I took him out of the water. He was 12 years old. I was seven months pregnant. I was seven months pregnant. I could see a head bobbing up and down. Child Luongo. And I bolted up from the chair, ran down to the edge of
the water. I didn't think I just did it. Later he told his mother, I mean he said I saw the lady coming. And he said when I saw her coming, I put my hand out and I knew she had her hand out for mine. And I just knew I was going to be alright. And by that time everything started to get confusing. When I knew that it was the mother, I went over to her and I shook her hand. I said he's alright. Believe me. I said I'm pregnant. I took her out of the water. I said I'm pregnant. And I said yes, I'm pregnant. And he is alright now. Would you please believe me? Child Luongo. I took him out of the water. He remembers me at Thanksgiving Christmas Easter, Mother's Day, and he always gives me a call. But it seems as though when he leaves
and he kisses me goodbye, I kind of fill up. And then when he goes out the door, I get very sentimental and I think I cry a little bit. And my husband said to me why do you feel so upset after he leaves? And I said well, I just feel good that he thinks a little bit of me. I was seven months pregnant at the time and that was the end of July. And John was born in October. Eight pounds at that. Well, my life still goes on just the same. I still have the children to care for and the house to take care of. Everybody seems to remember it every once in a while, but it isn't the topic of conversation every day. Sure it does. It happens every day. A lot of people save other people. Don't they?
Come here, come here, Prince. Right here, Prince, come here. I had no intention to become an aligned trainer when I come to this country in 1928 from Scotland. In fact, I was saving my money to become a commercial pilot. I wanted to be somebody instead of just being a nobody. But if I say to myself, now if I go up in a plane and it comes down, then just be dead. If I become a aligned trainer, I'd keep my own two feet in the ground and I thought maybe I'd live longer. There's about 40 million dogs in America and about 20 million cats. And I so feel for them. Lots of them
stray dogs and cats that have no home. Lots of them die of starvation, especially in the wintertime. So every day, I eventually put out some food for them. And every day, the winter month, the food that I do put out there, I was always gone. I like animals better to do people. I did say that when I was young because lions didn't give you any trouble. I suppose I had maybe a little trouble growing up, but I don't venture to say that no more. If I saw someone getting beaten up, I'd venture to do something about it. I always have. Because I'm built that way. And I have no fear. I don't like to see anyone get hurt. This one day, I have to finish performing my lines and tigers. It was in my dressing room, changing my clothes and resting when I had
a lot of commotion. I noticed a bunch of people say about 400 gather around this open crit. We used to keep five outlaw lines and been considered too mean and untrainable. Well, this young fella who worked at a clay beady as a system line trainer, he thought he wanted to become a line trainer someday. And evidently, we don't exactly what happened. But he got into this pit trying to chase these lines, trying to brave himself to test his own capability of going in with cats. And evidently, he didn't know how to deport himself. One of the female lines got a hold of them and knocked them down. And then two other lines joined in and grabbed a hold of them also. One of them had them with the back of the neck. And one had them with a bit of the stomach and
another with the ankle. So without thinking, I just runs in there and without anything in my hands and realizing it didn't have nothing in my hand, I couldn't do an all good in there without any weapon. So I went back out to the door and found a piece of two by two by six foot long. Well, I had to think fast. I used to decide which line I would want to get off first. And the one had a hold on by the head had already smelled blood. I was worried whether I'd hit the man and break his skull. It's something I had to be done. So I started the work on this line and aimed as best I could onto the head of the line. I hit them about 15 times over the head as hard as I could. In the meantime, this six by six by two pieces of wood broke into and I only had a three foot piece left in my hand. This line picked up the man bodily, 165 pounds and only is angled for training.
So there's nothing else for me to do but to go after him. He had gotten into a grotto. So I went to the one side of the grotto and started to beat him over the head. And given him about 10 more blows over the head until finally he'd become unconscious. And as I looked down, his head was full of blood, closed all torn, his eyes wide open. Evidently, when this female line attacked him, he must have become unconscious from fright. He was in hospital about nine weeks. And he seemed to come out of it in good style. Except he had three big, big holes about an inch and a half deep in his neck. And this stomach was all ripped in which he had to have graphed jobs. And his ankles, of course, were badly bruised by the teeth marks and black and blue. I
felt like a hero, yes. And of course, when I go out, there's nothing but praise and compliments. When I pass by the crowd again, they're certainly applauded. Charlie Dupree was my husband and one of the kindest men
on earth. He was a whole man. I was always happy with him. He liked music. He was just singing with the children. He'd have a couple on each arm and maybe one on his knee and they'd be singing. And he always told the children how we respect all people and be kind to them. He says, we'll go up for a ride up the country of Wales and Subbury that way. We were going down the road. And this horse and the woman going wild, she was screeching and her hair was standing up. And she says, she's in danger. He's just turned back. He'll kill him. It's a
runaway horse. When we turned back, of course, dad was on the right side. He said, slow up. He guided him what to do. But he opened the door and got into running board. They had running boards then day. And he crippled for the horse. The horse must have caught him in the rims. And she was safe, but he didn't. He couldn't move. He was in the gutter. And he lasted until next day, about 24 hours, I guess, he survived. But he never gained conscious. Never gained conscious. That was in 1931, August 29, 1931. And he
lost his life and left a family. My children, they lost a good father, no good man. My father -in -law, his name, was Joseph Dupree. And he and three other men, when I was fishing, with the boat capsized. My father -in -law, all to the others, hold on to the boat, and I will save you. He grabbed seaweed, thinking there was a body. And the seaweed held him. They were two days before they found him. Joseph Dupree died, saved, and three men from drowning. My second oldest son, Charles Dupree.
He was working on a job down at the Cape, and they worked against the tide. There was a gate down there. He felt they didn't know how to handle that gate. Without danger themselves. The gate opened, and he went to jump off of the machine to get the man. And when he jumped off of the machine, he was electrocuted. He was electrocuted there. And that's how he lost his life. Joseph Dupree was my father -in -law. Charles Dupree was my husband,
and Charles Dupree Jr. was my son. It makes me sad. The ocean, the waves, all brings loneliness to me. He's in a loneliness. It's always dead. I lost everything with the hearts. Lost everything. It's been a good life, a lot of happiness, a lot of sadness. But it's been lonely. You can't bring back what's gone.
You will imagine it will return, but you don't. You can't bring back what's gone. You can't bring back what's gone.
You can't bring back what's gone. You can't bring back what's gone. You
can't bring back what's gone. Thank you.
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The Fight to be Remembered
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Chicago: “The Fight to be Remembered,” 1976-05-02, Library of Congress, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC, accessed October 25, 2025, http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-f8fe41c8137.
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APA: The Fight to be Remembered. Boston, MA: Library of Congress, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC. Retrieved from http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-f8fe41c8137