Nothing Left but Dust

Nothing Left but Dust

Put me somewhere west of East Street, where there’s nothing left but dust, And the boys are all abustling and everything’s gone bust; And where the buildings that are standing sort of blink and blindly stare At the damnedest finest ruins ever gazed on anywhere. So...
Frontier Army’s First Pick

Frontier Army’s First Pick

Many think of the Schofield as the first of the frontier army’s top-break revolvers. In reality, the model was nothing more than an improved version of another Smith & Wesson (S&W) top-break revolver: Model No. 3, First Model “American” revolver. (The...
A Quick 300 Years

A Quick 300 Years

Long before Chris Columbus was a twinkle in his daddy’s eye, Pueblos lived in the Rio Grande Valley, farming what would become present-day Albuquerque, New Mexico. Over the past 300 years, Spain, Mexico, the Confederate States of America, the United States and then...
“A Glorious Sight to See”

“A Glorious Sight to See”

I’ll be the first to admit: I know nothing about the Battle of Spokane Plains. Actually, I know little about the Pacific Northwest, except I admire Bill Gulick, love salmon and trout, and highly recommend Cayuse’s Syrah wine (2000 vintage) out of Walla Walla. Yet, I’m...
Why is this Man Forgotten?

Why is this Man Forgotten?

He was disgusted with what American society had made him into — what they expected of him — and he hated even more failing to live up to those expectations. On October 24, 1849, just east of Point of Rocks on the Santa Fe Trail, Jicarilla Apaches ambushed the party of...