Nice detective work, Warner. I did pick you out as one of two possibilities in the first pic. Missed on Lynn, however. I, too, had cowboy boots sometime in the early grades, as well as a cowboy shirt. My mom wouldn't let me wear my six gun and holster to school. She was a teacher herself. So I had to be content shooting all the kids in the neighborhood.
Thanks, Chuck. I'm heading to Hopkins by train over the third weekend of May for cousin Joan's service for her husband, who collapsed and died in the kitchen of their care facility, blocking his son's access to the refrigerator for beers. Sounds like one of your stories ~w.
Nice detective work, Warner. I did pick you out as one of two possibilities in the first pic. Missed on Lynn, however. I, too, had cowboy boots sometime in the early grades, as well as a cowboy shirt. My mom wouldn't let me wear my six gun and holster to school. She was a teacher herself. So I had to be content shooting all the kids in the neighborhood.
Thanks, Chuck. I'm heading to Hopkins by train over the third weekend of May for cousin Joan's service for her husband, who collapsed and died in the kitchen of their care facility, blocking his son's access to the refrigerator for beers. Sounds like one of your stories ~w.