Easter Sunday

Yesterday, I mostly stayed inside because of the weather, but today, the weather was perfect, so I could wander outside.

Again, instead of walking around downtown, where all the tourists are, I walked around the residential areas, where the houses are a hundred years old or more, which is where the people who lived in early Tombstone used to live.

Of course, many of the houses aren't original. Many of them burned down due to fires back in the day when people heated with fireplaces and light came from candles or kerosene lanterns. Having a burning log roll out of a fireplace onto a musty old carpet or a little kid accidentally knocking a burning kerosene lamp off the table was all too common.

Naturally, these houses were built of wood, and I'm not talking about normal wood; I'm talking about old dried-out desert wood that would catch fire with the slightest spark. And it was the same thing for the buildings downtown, they were all wood, and so close together that if one caught fire, the whole block would burn down. Rich towns like Cripple Creek Colorado after the town burned down, they had enough money to rebuild out of bricks and that solves a lot of future fire problems.

I plan to put on my traveling shoes tomorrow morning and head for New Mexico.... Let me rephrase that since "plans" are too strong a word, and seldom work. So let's say my "current desire" is to go to New Mexico in the morning, maybe to the Deming Walmart, or possibly the City of Rocks State Park, and I won't know which until I get there.

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A larger-than-life bronze statue of the founder of Tombstone Ed Schieffelin.

 
 
 

I climbed up a little hill to get this picture of the camper. Sometimes, it’s handy to look at the roof to make sure everything is still there without dragging out my ladder.

 
 
 
 

Famous Tombstone lawyer’s home.

 

The home of a man who accomplished a great deal in his life, most of which was heroic. But since he wasn’t into tooting his own horn, or hiring public relations people to toot his horn for him, he left a legacy that no one’s ever heard of, but is briefly mentioned in the picture below.

 

Yes, that’s quite a resume, and you will probably have to zoom in on the picture to be able to read it.

If you’re interested in reading more about his life, it can be found at…

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Milton

Does America even produce people like this anymore?

 

This is another picture you’ll have to zoom in on to see what’s written on the sign.

It’s about a historic hanging in Tombstone, and the stump of a telegraph pole on the left is the pole from which the man was hanged.

I’ve got a picture of the man they hanged, but I thought it might be in bad taste, so you can look it up on the Internet yourself; his name is on the sign.

 
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