Monday, November 30, 2015


Well partner, we took all 440 horses to Tombstone yesterday. Although, since we were not connected to Vilia, we did not need that many from Ford Diesel Stables. Anyhow, we saddled up and road over to this legendary town. For me, it was a great swelling of memories as Wyatt Earp, Boot Hill, The Gunfight at the OK Corral, Doc Holliday and more all loomed large in my play and imagination as a young lad. I played cowboy often with my friends and our cap guns. One of my prized toys was the Mattel Fanner Fifty.

They’re still playing cowboy in Tombstone. There are 4 or 5 gunfight reenactment shows in town. The well preserved main street is populated with numerous folks in period dress. Some are employees and some are just people who enjoy the aura of the Old Time West. We stopped at Big Nose Kate’s Saloon for a burger and listened to the cowboy on stage singing country songs. The whole thing is kind of corny, but still much fun. 

1 comment:

  1. My name is Sam Hall, Sam Hall, oh my name is Sam Hall, Sam Hall.... blast your hide