A Brush With An Old Sage



          Sparks, Nevada



            In the summer of 2007, I was asked by Mr. Johnny Gunn, my friend of more
            than forty years, if I would write a twice-monthly article for his online news journal,
            The Nevada Observer. Now, I worked with John at numerous radio news
            operations in our years in the broadcast business and, because I know that
            anything he is connected with is high class, I readily agreed.

            I asked what he wanted me to write about, and he said, "Anything you wish.
            Only thing," he said, "is you have to let me name it." I says, "Okay." And he
            says, "Well, you're old, and I consider you to have sage-like wisdom so,
            I'm callin' it "A Brush with an Old Sage." John never could pass up a decent
            pun, so that's what my tales are called.

            Now, as a practicing western poet, and a somewhat frustrated novelist... and
            as someone who loves the part of the West in which we live, I came up with
            something with which John and I both are comfortable.

            I get to take my readers on a visit with some of my favorite folks, real and
            imagined, and tell of their adventures. Sometimes, the stories make even
            me shed tears, they're just so doggoned sweet and touching. Other times, I
            laugh right out loud while I'm writing the things, because they're just so
            doggoned humorous. What gives me special pride, though, is when my wife,
            Carol, reads what I've written, and says she likes it.

            Shorty's Place, which you get to visit now and then in my stories, actually
            existed... in the mid to late 1800s, in Drytown, Utah Territory. Mr. Carl
            Shelly, a founder of the Sparks Heritage Museum, showed me a hectographed
            newspaper from Drytown, in which was a hand-drawn, hand-lettered ad for
            Shorty's Lunchroom. It now is "Shorty's Place," and Drytown now is the
            city of Wadsworth, Nevada--some thirty miles east of where I live, in
            Sparks, Nevada.

            Now, yes... Shorty's Place has a bar. However, his bar serves only two drinks:
            sasparilla, and buttermilk--both are beverages which, as everybody knows,
            all red-blooded men of the West prefer any time over grain alcohol or the
            juice of the grape.

            Now, I don't understand all I know about the Internet, but John says my
            articles are regularly among the top one-hundred items readers "hit" each
            month. John says a "hit" is what a visit to an item is called. Well, be that as
            it may, The Nevada Observer is a hit with me, and I hope it will be with you,
            too, should you choose to check it out.

            It is posted fresh on the 1st and 15th of each month. However, John is always
            on the alert for breaking news, which he posts as updates are indicated.

            I look forward to your visit, I hope you enjoy it.

            Hal

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