September 3, 2003,
Turns out the two killed in the plane crash yesterday were flying an experimental plane. One was a parttime residence of Cave Creek, 44, and his father-in-law who just celebrated his 73rd birthday last Friday. Death is never at a loss for an occasion.

Just when we thought the Billy dig might be faltering, I got a call from a lawman up at Fort Sumner. What a live wire and funny to boot. He started off by telling me, “we’ve been kind of suckin’ hind tit over here.” Meaning the Lincoln lawmen were getting all the attention. When I asked him how he was going to get anything going because the Fort Sumner mayor and town council have stated publicly they will fight the dig with “every penny” they have, he said, “Yes sir, I may not get re-elected but they’ve got me for three and half more years and I’ve got warrants.” When he was describing the Kid’s last night on earth, he put it this way, “The gal he was bonin’ over here was Pat Garrett’s sister-in-law.” You can’t make up anything better than that. Jana will interview him. He is bucking the entire town and aims to get at the truth. Wonderful stuff.

Went home for lunch yesterday to work on artwork. Got some good stuff. Several deadlines looming. Still hanging on the Hollywood photo shoot. Supposed to find out today.

Mike Melrose is looking at hiring another sales person. We are also trying to reconfigure our office space to accommodate the extra body. We may kill the store and put in an office up there.

Tommy called from Spain yesterday and complained about the guys but said “the girls are hot.” And although his mother may not agree, that’s the real education going on over there.

“Sons have always a rebellious wish to be disillusioned by that which charmed their fathers.”
—Aldous Huxley