Nice, I love that brass-bound 1866 Winchester he’s brandishing! When I was about 15 I spent a summer in Alamogordo, New Mexico, where my brother was a weapons mechanic working on F-4Es. We drove up into the mountains one day and onto the Mescalero Apache nation lands, and he pointed out a house where Geronimo’s granddaughter was still living. For some reason that seemed a real link with history…
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