In the summer of 1891, one of Tombstone’s most infamous characters showed up in town without a gun, without a name and without clothes. That’s right, without clothes. Except for a skull cap and crude leather sandals, this handsome, blue-eyed stranger—six feet tall, slightly bearded, of fine physique and intelligent bearing—was entirely naked. He also had a darn good tan. The Tombstone Prospector called him “the wild man of the weird and woolly west,” and cracked that his attire

March 2013
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- Are These Arizona Rangers?
- Did Indians Really Whoop and Holler When they Attacked, or is that Just Something in the Westerns?
- What is the historical significance of Arizona’s Sierra Estrellas?
- Festival of Books
- Give Me a Homestead
- Picture-Perfect Custer
- What is the Treaty of Hard Labor?
- Wet Your Whistle at These Historic Saloons
- Red Hot Chili Weapon
- The Gentleman Vigilante
- Candy Moulton
- Was George Custer’s body mutilated after the Little Big Horn battle?
- March 2013 Events
- Did Old West cowboys ever use a two-handed grip to fire their handguns?
- Canyon, Texas
- Billie Bierer’s Buffalo soldier Reads
- Dragoons in Apacheland
- Gunfighter in Gotham
- Texas Dames
- Something Big
- Honoring Elmore
- Short Nights of the Shadow Catcher
- The Irish Influence
- Surviving in Tucson…
- On Wild Bunch Time
- Frank Butler
- The Yankee “Sixteen Shooter”
- The Elusive Outlaw
- Back in the Badlands
- The Arizona Rangers