It was the autumn of 1962, and we had just returned from a two-year duty tour in Taiwan. The Old Man had decided to retire from the U.S. Air Force, the only real job he had ever held. Twenty-two years and two wars meant little to him now, but the retirement pay looked mighty attractive to a top sergeant whose stripes had been stripped away in a fog of drink and arrogance. Now he headed home to Indiana to start over in mid-life. We waited near Grissom Airbase, renting a rambling farmhous
November/December 2011
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- Keeping New Mexico’s Pueblo Culture Alive
- Butch & Sundance—and Rolla
- Mountain Man Grub vs the Forts’
- Not-So-True True Grit
- Ponchos Ride Again
- In one C.S. Fly photograph, Geronimo holds two long sticks in his left hand. Would these be tamping rods for the rifle he’s holding?
- I own an Old West poker chip with the imprint of a crescent and star. Is it true that was the mark for the Acme Saloon in El Paso, where John Wesley Hardin was killed?
- Why is Arizona’s Zane Grey Highway also called the General Crook Trail?
- During our recent trip to Wyoming’s Fort Laramie, our tour guide told us that when Union troops left Indian Territory forts to serve in the Civil War, the Union sent more than 6,000 Confederate captives to man the forts. Is that correct?
- Ellensburg, Washington
- Learning Their Trade…In Stir
- Miranda Lambert
- Saddle Up for the Holidays
- How long would it have taken a wagon train to go from Mississippi to California in the 1800s?
- Artists We Love—Ed Mell
- Did Old West lynch mobs ever remove the boots of the man about to swing?
- Following New Mexico’s Road to Statehood
- Nampeyo’s Legacy
- Ugly Ducklings, No More
- Cave Creek Ambush
- Juni Fisher