After the smoke clears we’re all invited down to talk to the Players and have our pics taken with them. Nice.
Below: But first you gotta be smart enough to know where to stand.
As you can see, as far as charisma and being photogenic goes, I’m about 8 notches short of a cigar store indian (no offense to indians).
But at least I know it.
Below: Then you gotta know where the camera is.
I’m your Huckleberry.
See what I mean?
Coming up … Wyatt Earp House and Boot Hill
Add a hat and you fit right in.
You know … I shoulda dressed up a bit. At least a hat.
Totally cool. You look JUST like Wyatt Earp. No, really, I can barely tell you two apart!
Ha ! I can dream … maybe 30 years ago … ?
Still fun.