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Law'n Order

A year or two ago, one of the vigilantes showed up late for the gunfight at the OK Corral, in Tombstone, and in the eternal fight for law and order, peace and justice, shot one of the other vigilantes, and nicked a nice lady who was just watching the West Being Won.
In the Old West, you see, there was a guy who was supposed to inspect the firearms of the boys before they snarled and said, "Draw, stranger!", and things like that, but because Lefty, or Dogie, or whatever his name was, came late, and his gun held live ammunition, not blanks.  The reports do not say why the vigilante was late, but one can suppose he came directly from Sunday School, and simply forgot he was going out to play.


It is now commonly believed that the Rules Committee has tightened up its oversight of gunfire at the OK Corral, and that almost all of the volunteers have been encouraged not to shoot live ammunition when tourists are in the background.

We came directly from Bisbee, and missed the gunfight, if there was one,
which had been our plan, not because we do not support law'n order, but because, just generally thinking, all of us preferred to leave law enforcement to the Boys in Blue not wearing blue jeans.

Which brought Dean Martin to mind:  "I dream of Brownie with the light blue jeans. . . ."

We left town, suffering only a nick or two from skirmishes in boardwalk shops.  Nothing serious.  They'll heal.  Anyway, Doc Holliday was a dentist; not an ER doctor.  Daniel is an ER doctor.  He'll be the guy with the face mask and the cowboy boots.


















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