Here's a great photo of White Hills, a mining town in northern Mohave County.
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Wyatt Earp gambled here in the teens. This photo dates from about 1900. Fast forward to 1957 it looked like this:
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This is from True West magazine. And here is Dan The Man Harshberger and myself standing in the doorway of one of the above remaining buildings.
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This was at a Sunday picnic the Harshberger family would put on. Dan's father Nelson would drive us kids (Dan had a sister, Charlene and she would usually take a friend, I think on this trip it was Rachel B.) and I was Dan's friend. Still am.
"A joke is a very serious thing."
—Winston Churchill