Friday, May 17, 2024

Big Nose Kate And Doc Holliday

 May 17, 2024

   Nice walk this morning. Still cool out. Did have one set back.

"You go on, I'm pooped" 

(this is a joke, Uno runs circles around me)

     Came back to the studio. Couldn't leave well enough alone.

Daily Tweaked Whip Out:

"Doc Refined"

   We're still wrestling with Doc and Kate splitting up at Gillette sometime in 1880. Here's how she remembered it late in life.

"Doc and I stayed in Prescott. In a short time Doc received a letter from Wyatt Earp stating that Tombstone was very lively and that Doc could do well there as there was no dentist there. A few days after the arrival of this letter, we started out together. I didn't go to Tombstone. I said to Doc, 'If you are going to tie yourself to the Earp Brothers, go to it. I am going to Globe.' He said, 'All right, I will be in Globe in a few days too. I don't think I will like it in Tombstone anyway.' We got as far as Jillet [Gillette] together and had to stay over night (where the old Tip Top mills used to be). We had a time to find accommodations. There was no rooming house or any thing like it there. At last we went to the Superintendent, a Mr. Webber. He gave us a bed in his office. It was good bed too. There was a store there, and we had a kind of a breakfast next morning. We started out again : Doc to Tombstone and I to Globe. I didn't hear from Doc for some time. At last I received a letter telling me how well he was doing and asked me to visit him. I went on that visit, stayed three days also called on Mrs. Wyatt."

—Kate Cummings

   Lots to unpack here, but I'm done for the day. Analysis tomorrow.


"You're a Daisy if you do."

—Doc Holliday

Thursday, May 16, 2024

Doc In Hell And Pre-Show Doubt

 May 16, 2024

   Eight days out. Who is ready?


Cody at Cryin' Coyote BBQ, that's who!

   Kathy and I met Carole and John Glenn at the Cryin' Coyote for lunch and I brought the owner, Cody, some Bozecards for the show and a poster which he proudly put up on his bulletin board. Great food and great seeing Carole.

   Freak storm blew in this morning over the Seven Sisters.

Storm Over The True West Bunkhouse

   We got maybe 15 drops.

   Meanwhile took a swing at Doc's grainy photograph from Prescott. Wanted to flesh him out a bit.

Daily Whip Out: "Doc In Hell"


   I can do better. Going to put a faro table in front of him. Gots to get him green!

   Sometimes the most perverse things make me happy. Take this ad that The Scottsdale Museum of the West ran in Cowboys & Indians.


   Yes, they ran our True West logo in their ad. This just tickles me to no end. By the way, the Tom Gilleon show is worth seeing. The guy is pushing the boundaries of art, especially Western Art.


"The greater the artist, the greater the doubt. Perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize."

—Robert Hughes

Wednesday, May 15, 2024

The Original Zane Brothers

 May 15, 2024

    I grew up with some very zany guys and it may surprise you to know that a good, solid portion of them hailed from the Hualapai tribe at Peach Springs (along with one Mojave, a cat named Moon). And, I am telling you, those guys were a laugh riot.

   As the story goes, the Zane goes way back. 

Daily Whip Out: "The Original Zane Brothers"

("Tootie" Alvarado, Squibe Whataname and Boxlip Darell, Sr., Truxton Canyon, Arizona Territory, 1897)

   When I was growing up, nobody would talk about these three ne'er-do-wells and with good reason. The Elders of the Hualapai Tribe disowned Squibe, the downtown coalition of Mohave County Hispanics In Business scrubbed Tootie's name off of their charter and everyone in Mohave County pretended they never knew Boxlip Darell Senior, or Junior. Personally, I loved them all because they sure knew how to make serious people everywhere really, really nervous.  

"When in doubt, go for the gag."

—Old Vaquero Saying 

Tuesday, May 14, 2024

Ten Days to Show Time, Baby!

 May 14, 2024

   We're ten days out from possibly the biggest show of my career. Yes, this 66 Kids Road Show in Prescott on May 24th, could be bigger than the legendary talent show at MCUHS in 1964 (we ended up at the State Fair Teen Pavilion in Phoenix!). Bigger than Rusty Petry's birthday party in 1965 (don't ask!), and, perhaps, a smidge bigger than that Saint Paddy's Day Parade float on Central Avenue in 1986 (78,000 people spread out over 23 city blocks).

New Year's Eve, Girl's Gym, MCUHS, 1964

(that's Ernie Dollarhide doing the Pony,

in the tan pants, mid-right)

   Meanwhile, here's a long story, a tad shorter: I recently did a Daily Whip Out based on a photo I took 22 years ago of a Native American friend, Flint Carney. I found it, about a month ago, while cleaning the garage and thought it had potential, so I scanned it and printed it out on my nifty Canon printer and then I painted over it and made a new background and gave the hat a taller crown. I posted it online and sent it to a guy I know who is currently out on tour and yesterday I got this back from him. 


   Okay, that works.

   Speaking of things that mystify, I just got a request: Are my art pieces available as NFT? Apparently that stands for Non-Fungible Tokens: "A non-fungible token is a digital identifier recorded in the blockchain. It cannot be copied, substituted, or changed. Non-fungible tokens validate the authenticity and ownership of a digital asset. Essentially, a non-fungible token is proof of ownership. This type of certificate is digital and cannot be altered due to the nature of blockchains."

   This is the craziest thing I have heard of in a long, long time. It's not real, but you own it on blockchain.

"In my day, you could walk into a store with $25 and walk out with six porterhouse steaks, two chickens, a case of beer, five bottles of wine, two loaves of bread and a gallon of milk. Can't do that today. Too many flippin' cameras."

—Tony Ventura

Monday, May 13, 2024

Cowboy Spirit With A Microphone Beat to Death

 May 13, 2024

   Our podcast engineer Stan Hustad wants a drawing of a cowboy using an old school microphone to use as a logo. Here's some rough sketches I came up with this morning for him to peruse.

Daily Whip Outs: "Cowboy Spirit Sketches"

   Then I tried a crazy version. . .

Daily Scratchboard Whip Out:

"Cowboy Spirit With A Microphone"

   Then Dan The Man took one of the sketches and did this. . .

Daily Dan the Man Whip Out:

"Cowboy Spirit Rough Layout"


   So, then I did a tighter version of that. . .

Daily Whip Out:

"Tighter Cowboy Spirit"

   So, Dan put that together like this. . .


Dan The Man's Final On Cowboy Spirit Logo

   And then Stan said, "What if we did something completely different? And I said, you mean something like this?

Daily Whip Out:

"Completely Different Cowboy Spirit"


   And then Dan The Man said. . .Okay, send me a high res version, which I did, then he came up with this. . .

Completely Different Cowboy Spirit Logo


And then, I said, okay, that was fun, but I'm done!


"Okay, I think we may have beat that to death."

—My Inner Artist Voice

Sunday, May 12, 2024

Doc In Prescott The Gary Roberts Version

 May 12, 2024

   If you have been following along, we have some important, new information about Doc Holliday in Prescott, thanks to Brad Courtney and D. Sue Kissel. This new research will be covered in the next issue of The Tombstone Epitaph and also in True West magazine.

   In addition to this, I also queried the foremost expert on Doc Holliday, Gary Roberts, and he just responded and here is what he has to say:

   "Bob, You've got the chronology about right.  I say 'about right' because most of the dates are approximate.  Unfortunately, Kate didn't help much.  Her details are not very specific and sometimes are off by a few days or incorrect.  In the Mazzanovich version of her recollection, she said that when the Earp party left Las Vegas, New Mexico, for Prescott, Victorio's Warm Springs Apaches were raiding, and they camped for two days 'near the Zuni village close to the Arizona line.'  She said little else about the trip, but the travel was probably pretty slow for them.  It appears that they traveled in two wagons.  Jim and Bessie Earp had one wagon, and Wyatt and Mattie the other.  Kate said that she and Doc traveled in Wyatt's wagon.  It is probable that the party also had a small string of horses.  


   "On October 17, 1879, the Prescott Weekly Miner published a lengthy ad announcing the opening of the Star Line by John A. Walsh of Prescott, following a route from Prescott to Camp Verde, Beaver Head, Pine Spring, Brigham City, St. Joseph, Little Colorado, Horsehead Crossing, Fort Wingate, and 'intermediate places' to Santa Fe.'  The ad reported that passengers and express would travel from Prescott to Santa Fe in four days.  Walsh claimed his route was two days shorter than previous routes.  It also indicated that it would connect to points east at Las Vegas, 'via the Atchison, Topeka, and Santa Fe' railroad which had reached Las Vegas.  The ad also claimed that the fare was $50 cheaper than any other route east.  It is possible that the Earps became aware of this route (given their familiarity with the Santa Fe railroad and Wells Fargo traffic) and the fact that Kate mentioned the Zuni village, which I assume was the Zuni Pueblo at Gallup and near Fort Wingate.  But it is safe to say that the Earps had joined Virgil in Prescott by mid or late October.  The Star Line is most likely the route Doc took when he returned to Las Vegas after Kate went to Gillette.

   "Kate seemed to think, based on her various writings, that when they split up at Gillette, Doc went to Tombstone.  She seems to have been unaware of Doc's return to Las Vegas.  She did mention the letter that Doc received from Wyatt asking him to come to Tombstone.  She obviously had left by the time Doc returned from Las Vegas and moved into the boarding house.  This supports the idea that Doc took Kate to Gillette sometime during the winter of 1879-80.  I'm working on this, hoping I can narrow it down somehow.  The fact that Kate said that her reason for going to Globe was the hold that Wyatt had on Doc is troubling, though.  

   "Doc was back in Las Vegas by early March, 1880, to settle affairs.  He arrived in time for J. J. Webb's trial, took care of a couple of legal matters and had a non-lethal encounter with Charles Wright before heading back to Prescott in May 1880.   Doc did not rush to Tombstone to join Wyatt Earp.  He lingered in Prescott through the summer and made his move to Tombstone in September.  He may actually have been recruited to join other Dodge Citians, including Bat Masterson and Luke Short, who had become involved in a local conflict with rival gamblers called 'the Slopers.'  Three weeks after he arrived, he was already involved in the conflict with one of the Slopers' leader, Johnny Tyler."
—Gary L. Roberts, author of "Doc Holliday: The Life & Legend"

   Meanwhile, here's my take on the Slopers.


"If God will let me live long enough, he will see me."

—Doc Holliday, responding to Kate's message that Ike Clanton has been looking for him on October 26, 1881

BBB Monoprint:

"The Doctor Will See You Now"

Saturday, May 11, 2024

Marshall Trimble Comes Up With More Stories And Amy Gauthier Saves The Day

 May 11, 2024

   I just emailed Marshall Trimble and told him to start finding some new stories to tell, or, start making up some new ones. Why? Because Dan The Man already sent me this mock up for volume III!


    Here is Marshall's reply: "That's quite a cover. Reminds me of Crystal La Tush, a waitress at the 66 Cafe.  I still have a bunch stored up but I can always come up with more."

    And, to think we haven't even premiered the second volume. . .



   But never fear, you can pick up your copy right here.


   Meanwhile, on the Kid front.


"Billy at Midnight On The Deadliest Street
In America"
(framed by Oktam "Aka" Jumaniyozov)

   This is just one of a pack of new Billy the Kid artwork that will be in The Resurrection of the Ellis Store Art Show on July 12, in Lincoln, New Mexico. Come see the new Kids and come see Amy, the savior of the historic site.

Amy Gauthier


" Come for the charm, stay for the Charmer."

—Old Vaquero Saying

Friday, May 10, 2024

Beach Time Bingocito

 May 10, 2024

   With regret, we had to leave our private beach this morning, but not before Uno caught a couple Zs in front of our house sign.


Uno Catches A Couple Zs at Casita Calypsito

   Drove into town and filled up with Pemex gasoline in Rocky Point which cost $84 for a tank of gas.

   But hey, it was full serve.

   We also took the time to refind a groovy little joint that Thomas Charles found several years ago—pre-Pandemic—and there it was, tucked away.

Tacos El Grillo in Rocky Point

Worth the drive all by itself!

   Wish I could say the trip was all fun, but Uno did get kicked out of a resort.

Uno After Being 86'd from a nearby

Beach Resort for "appetizer tray vandalism"

   Those trays were unattended and I was distracted by typical Zonie behavior.

   On the way back we passed this abandoned way station. 

Uno Yucking It Up With Way Station
Collapse In Background

   Man, these failed, collapsing buildings intrigue me. What secrets they must hold. The hopes and dreams shattered by lack of income, or what?

"Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting."

—Haruki Murakami

Thursday, May 09, 2024

Street Tacos vs. Siesta Tiempo vs. Sombreros Central

 May 9, 2024

   A routine has taken hold of us at Playa Dorada and it goes like this. A walk on the deserted beach in the morning.

Low Tide Running Room

   At low tide, it's probably 100 yards to the water and this gives a certain dog a little running room. Bringing along a green tennis ball probably doesn't hurt anything.

Green Tennis Ball Keep Away Anyone?

   In the early afternoon, when the tide comes up, we drive in to Rocky Point for some street tacos.

Street Tacos A La Carte

   Of course I always look in the store windows hoping to find a shop full of sombreros like these.

Sugarloaf Central

   But, alas, in forty years of searching I haven't found that place yet, but hope springs eternal.

High Tide

   Then it's back out to the VRBO where we celebrate the tide going out with this little ritual.


El Tiempo por Siesta Es Todo El Tiempo
(It's Nap Time All The Time!)

   All this vegging does me a world of good. This afternoon, I thought of two new story ideas between naps.

"If you want a new idea, read an old book."

—Ivan Pavlov

Wednesday, May 08, 2024

Uno Mexican Bandito

 May 8, 2024

   Another quiet day at the beach, which is still very abandoned. Met two dogs and two people in a mile and a half walk up the beach. Here is the view last night on our walk.

Sunset on Playa Dorado

   This morning, we were out for a walk on same said beach when a Federale stopped us and said, "I'm sorry, sir, but that dog is too handsome to be on the beach." When I protested we were the only ones on the beach, El Jefe arrested me and put me in the Hoosegow (Kingman slang for the Spanish term Juzgado, which means "court of justice"). One thing for certain was it was clearly a dark jail. That night Uno broke me out of the hoosegow and he's been on the run ever since.

"El Bandito Uno"
created by the Madman Rob Mathiash,
a guitar player in the new and improved
Razz Rand

   Some of the above may have been enhanced for humor purposes.

   If you've noticed how erratic most services are today, you might be inspired by Kathy Sue's latest mantra which is to say to every service worker she encounters: "Thanks for showing up for work."

   Yes, it's getting a little sloppy out there.

   And, finally, in case we have been unaware just how far things have deteriorated:

"What [will] a newspaper movie look like today? A bunch of individuals at their apartments, surrounded by sad houseplants, using Slack."
—Mike Isikoff, investigative reporter at Yahoo

Tuesday, May 07, 2024

Birthday for Deena, Beach Time for Uno

 May 7, 2024

   Our number one daughter has a birthday today.

Deena C. on Castle Rock, outside Kingman

(circa 1993)


    She was born on the date in 1980. Meanwhile, Deena's mother decided it was time to introduce a certain dog to the Pacific Ocean, so we headed down to Puerto Penasco yesterday and let him out of the car. I am happy to report, he rather dug the whole concept. 

Uno Grooves to the waves near Los Conchos

   Of course, running all over the place, trying to get a wave in your mouth can be tiring.

Uno Lounger

   Repeat, for the next three days.


"It's a hard dog life."

—Annie Knock Off Lyric


Monday, May 06, 2024

A Good Cause for A Great Member of The True West Team

 May 6, 2024

   We are certainly blessed to have Mariah George as our Digital Marketing Manager. She rides herd on all our social media and YouTube content. And, Mariah has been doing this since 2020, yet we’ve never met her in person! She was hired during the midst of COVID, and has always worked remote from her home in Florida. At the time of her hire, she didn’t know how blessed she would be to work fully remote.

The George Family
Luca, Nicholas and Mariah

   In February 2023, Mariah’s son, Luca, was diagnosed with an ultra-rare genetic condition called SPATA5L1 Related Disorder. Luca was only one and a half years old and the diagnosis came after months of searching for a cause of his drug-resistant epilepsy, developmental delays, feeding difficulties, and profound hearing loss. Working from home allows Mariah to provide Luca with the 24hr care he needs. Luca is now two and a half years old and has upwards of 20 seizures per day and isn’t mobile, but he is hearing after receiving his first cochlear implant! Luca is 1 of approximately 60 diagnosed world-wide with SPATA5L1 Related Disorder.    The George family jumped into action and launched The SPATA Foundation in November 2023. The SPATA Foundation is a non-profit organization dedicated to those affected by SPATA5 and SPATA5L1 Genetic Disorders. While Luca has SPATA5L1 Disorder, they have joined forces with approximately 100 other families affected by a closely related disorder called SPATA5 Disorder.

   The next 5-6 months will include analyzing patient samples, running screens on drugs, and creating genetically modified tadpoles. At the end of the project, the hope is one drug will stand out as a potential treatment option. Upon completion, The SPATA Foundation will need to fund the remaining $50,000 of the project.

   I’m calling on all our True Westerners to help The SPATA Foundation out if you can, even if it’s just by sharing! You’ll not only be helping one of our True West family members, but kids all over the world with these disorders. You can learn more about The SPATA Foundation at www.SPATAfoundation.org and make a tax-deductible donation by clicking HERE.

—BBB

Sunday, May 05, 2024

Pave Paradise And Put Up A Doc Parking Lot PLaque

 Cinco de Mayo, 2024

   Love this Mexican holiday even though my Sonoran friends tell me it's more of a Yankee Concoction to sell chimichangas, which were also created in the U.S. according to those same Sonorans.

   Meanwhile, to wrap up our new scholarship on The Deadly Dentist Doc Holliday, there will be a dedication and historical plaque put up on the spot of the boarding house where Doc roomed with the acting governor of Arizona in 1880.

Doc In Prescott, Arizona Territory

1879 or 1880

   Thanks to Brad Courtney and D. Sue Kissel for locating the boarding house in Prescott where Holliday was rooming, when he had the above photo taken. And thanks to this discovery a historical marker will be placed on the exact spot in a couple months.  

   And, so, where is this location today?

The Doc Parking Lot

(A plaque will be dedicated on August 14, 2024)

      I will see you there.

"Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got till it's gone, pave paradise put up a parking lot."

—Joni Mitchell

Saturday, May 04, 2024

More Tantalizing Information On That Long Stage Ride by Doc Holliday

 May 4, 2024

   Turns out there is more tantalizing information on Doc Holliday's stagecoach ride back to Las Vegas, New Mexico from Prescott in the early part of 1880. Thanks to Mark Lee Gardner, who, as I mentioned yesterday, is writing a book on Doc and Wyatt, forwarded me the Santa Fe New Mexican newspaper ad for the Star-Line Stage & Transportation Company which ran a Capital to Capital coach from Santa Fe to Prescott, AT. In addition to learning that it cost $70 for a one-way ticket and that it took 86.5 hours (four days and four nights of continuous travel) to make the journey.


Typical Stagecoach that Doc Would Be On

   I know what you're thinking: a Lunger made that trip? Well, one possible explanation is the dry air of Arizona may have actually tamped down Doc's TB symptoms. As you may know, in the 1920s many tuberculosis patients were sent to Arizona because the climate seemed to help with their recovery. 

   So, our next query is what is the exact route they took? And, thanks again to Mark, here is the itinerary from the same newspaper ad:



   The Jemez Hot Springs is still a going concern in northern New Mexico, spelled here with the anglo s and not the Spanish z, and it is probably prominent in this itinerary because it's a paid advertisement.

   Fort Wingate, Saint Johns, Fort Defiance and Camp Apache (later Fort Apache) all make sense on modern maps. Not so sure about "Brigham City, Round Valley, Mormon Settlement, on Little Colorado River."

   Do they mean Safford for Mormon Settlement? That seems an awful long way south. Or, perhaps they are referring to what became Show Low or Springerville for "Mormon Settlement"? Camp Verde makes total sense, and then Cherry Creek Mining District is near I-17 and the Dewey cutoff to Prescott.

   Here is how my historian friend Vince Murray translates it going the other way: "Based on the advertisement, here’s one of the routes suggested. Beginning in Prescott, Ft. Whipple,  Cherry, Camp Verde, Tonto Basin, Camp Apache, Round Valley (Springerville), St. Johns, Zuni (which isn’t mentioned), Ft. Wingate (Gallup) and east to Albuquerque.  It’s pretty much the same as the post route, Gen. Crook Trail., or whatever. Especially if you skip dropping down into Tonto Basin and stayed on the Rim."


   All fascinating and any way you slice it, this is a very crazy, long trip to be making in the era and neighborhood of Geronimo and a few of his closest friends.

   Which brings us to another issue: we have this outspoken critic who trolls the True West Facebook page, often criticizing our "hero worshipping the killers of Native Americans" and, at the same time gasping at our insensitivity for using the phrase, "depredations by Indians," wondering aloud, "Is there anyone at the magazine born after 1950?" Well, to be truthful, not many, but to answer the main accusation: is it still accurate in this day and age, to say "Indian depredations"? Here is how one of our contributing editors puts it: "Depredations was a formal legal term used to adjudicate claims made by citizens of the US against the government for not protecting them from thefts, rapes, and murders by the wards  (Indians) of the government. Usually if these claims were allowed then the money would be taken out of annuities owed the Indians. Mexico also made depredations claims against the US for raids by US Indians into Mexico. Perfectly good word."

—Paul Andrew Hutton

   And, here is someone who was born quite a bit after 1950: "Let's be honest. The Comanches were fond of slavery and gang rape. Apaches stole children and women etc, and killed people regardless of age (even babies). Lakota, Cheyenne, and pretty much all war-like Native tribes could be brutal and downright ruthless on the war trail, regardless of sex or age. To us, in our present day, that is a big deal, but to a primitive people in primitive times, it was Tuesday. So, yes, there were Indian depredations, same as there were white depredations, or Mexican depredations, that's just the reality of history. I can read about Victorio and find things to admire in him. I can also read about an Apache warrior smashing an infant's skull to pieces or selling kidnapped women across the border and wince. One thing I've noticed, is that this topic seems to go back and forth between extremes. You have reactionary conservatives who go too far one way, basically whitewashing the depredations inflicted upon Native Americans. And, you have oversensitive liberals who go too far the opposite direction, pretending that Indian depredations didn't exist, or were always excusable. For me, history is history, and it's often ugly."

—James B. Mills

   And, finally, here is someone who is in between.

“Liberals feel unworthy of their possessions. Conservatives feel they deserve everything they've stolen.”
― Mort Sahl 

Friday, May 03, 2024

Doc Holliday In Prescott Begets Some Serious Gallivanting

 May 3, 2024

   Thanks to recent research by Brad Courtney and D. Sue Kissel in Prescott, we now know the actual location of the boarding house where Doc Holliday stayed during his second tenure in the Mile High City.

Daily Whip Outs: "Doc On The Brain"
(just a smattering of Triple B whip outs)

   John Henry "Doc" Holliday spent two separate sojourns in Prescott, Arizona Territory, the first in November of 1879 when he arrived with the Earp wagon train from Kansas. Holliday and his wife Kate, travelled with Wyatt, James Earp and their families from Las Vegas, New Mexico, down to Santa Fe and Albuquerque, then out across the Zuni country, into Arizona Territory and across to Prescott.

   Wyatt, his wife Mattie, along with Virgil and his wife Allie (who were living in Prescott at an abandoned saw mill) went on to the new mining boomtown of Tombstone, arriving there in December. The trek, which is quite a hike from northern Arizona down out of the Bradshaw Mountains thru Tip Top and Gillette (where New River is today) and on to the small village of Phoenix. Then on to Tucson and another trek out across the Pantano Flats, shadowing the new Southern Pacific Railroad to Benson and then south along the banks of the San Pedro River, and on to Tombstone. This is a 283 mile run over some very rough territory. 

   From Kate's recollections, she says, "a short time later" Doc received a letter from Wyatt urging Doc to come to Tombstone. According to Kate, they left Prescott together and traveled as far as Gillette where Kate gave Doc an ultimatum (she really disliked the Earp boys) and left Doc to go on to Globe. She claimed Doc went on to Tombstone, but historians now believe Doc went back to Prescott, and then traveled back to Las Vegas, New Mexico to settle up affairs there. Once again, this is a very long trip. It is 536 miles, one way! And he apparently traveled the entire way by stage, not on a train.
   Hold the Post button! This just in from Mark Lee Gardner, who is writing a book on Doc and Wyatt. He found this amazing ad touting a stage ride from Santa Fe to Prescott for $70 and it appears to take 86.5 hours? Is this how you read this ad?

From the Santa Fe New Mexican
 November 12, 1880




Some believe this is a photo of Doc Holliday, on the right, during the time he went back to Las Vegas to support his friend J.J. Webb, in leg irons, at left.
   
Doc Holliday apparently returned from New Mexico to Prescott sometime in May of 1880 and he shows up in the June Census for Yavapai County, his name written as "J.H. Holladay" age 29. His occupation is listed as "dentist."

The Census Record Showing Doc, Elliott and Gosper in the census records.
It's interesting that the record keeper misspelled Doc's name.

And this is when he is rooming with John J. Gosper (later the acting governor of Arizona) at the Elliott boarding house on Montezuma. And while there he has his famous photo taken by Daniel Francis Mitchell in his studio on Cortez St.

The location of the Elliott Boarding House
just off the Courthouse Plaza in Prescott


A photo by Mitchell of Montezuma Street from my Doc book (above, right) looking at the west side of the street. So Doc's boarding house would have been across the street, to the right.

   Then, finally, Doc goes on to Tombstone, solo, in August of 1880, stopping in Tucson before moving on to Tombstone in September.

   Doc Holliday registered to vote in Pima County, District 17 (the village of Tombstone). This is the first documented presence of Doc Holliday in Tombstone on September 18, 1880.
   The Earps have been in Tombstone almost a year. And in 13 months from Doc's arrival, we get a certain altercation behind a certain corral.
   Yes, it is safe to say, any way you slice it, this is some serious gallivanting.

"You're a daisy if you do."
—Doc Holliday to Frank McLaury on October 26, 1881



Thursday, May 02, 2024

Who Was the Girl In The Flatbed Ford?

 May 2, 2024

    Dan The Man just back from vacation and he got right down to starting on Volume III of The 66 Kids.

Jugs Iced Free!

   Yes, this is Dorothy Malone with a thermos that Dan put in her hand. And don't you know, every kid who iced a jug, like me, wanted the person who needed her jug iced, to look like this!

  And, for your viewing pleasure, here's a new Dan-O-Rama Bozecard for your sneak peek approval.

The Girl In The Flatbed Ford

   And who was this girl in the flatbed Ford? Turns out it was Phyllis Lewis of Winslow.



"My dad was one of the town docs. During the summer between my freshman and sophomore year in college, I returned to Winslow as part of a job corps program.  I taught reading to the inmates (drunk tank, petty crimes) at the Winslow jail.    As a joke, I chose James Bond’s number and got photographed.  Sorry.   Nothing more exciting than that."
—Phyllis Lewis

"Well, I'm standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona, such a fine sight to see. It's a girl my lord, in a flatbed Ford, slowin' down to take a look at me. . ."
—Jackson Browne & Glenn Frey, "Take It Easy"