Looking Back at History…

…Not once, but twice!

One year ago this weekend, The Boy and I stepped back in time and ventured out to “Dodge City”.  The story below is what I posted last year, however, being the history buff I am and the fact we had so much fun, I thought I would rerun the post for those who may not have seen it.  This was one of my very first posts for the blog, so there was not a lot of substance.  I was just excited being able to share our adventure with family and friends.

Although it was a reenactment “Dodge City”, it was an entertaining way to spend an afternoon.  In the slide show below are some pictures that I have not posted before, yet were part of our experience last year.

I hope we find time to make it out again this year; however that may be tough to do as “The Boy” keeps pretty occupied with his friends nowadays (sigh).

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Old West Festival ~ Dodge City, KS

Original story posted on Sept. 26, 2011

We did it, we stepped back in time on Sunday.  We woke early, but didn’t leave the house until 10:15 and headed off for the day, headed to Dodge City, Kansas.  A town once run by famous lawmen like Bat Masterson and Wyatt Earp.

Bat Masterson (left) and Wyatt Earp in Dodge C...

Bat Masterson (left) and Wyatt Earp in Dodge City, 1876. The scroll on Earp’s chest is a cloth pin-on badge (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Below is a brief History of DODGE CITY

(borrowed from the handout at the event)

The real Dodge City of the 1870’s was a unique phenomenon in the history of the United States. This cow town sprang up virtually overnight and captured the essence of life in the expanding American Southwest.

In the early years of Dodge, stacks of Buffalo hides towered along Front street.  Filthy Buffalo hunters and traders filled the town’s establishments. By 1875 the Buffalo were all gone and the Longhorn Cattle of Texas drove the dollars into town.

Law and order came riding into town with respectable officers such as Bat Masterson, Bill Tilghman and Charlie Bassett.  The city passed an ordanance that no guns could be worn or carried north of the “deadline” railroad tracks.

Dodge City in 1878 was, perhaps the definition of the Old West.  It was a year when Wyatt Earp and Doc Holiday roamed the streets, when the Texas cowboys drove cattle and quenched their thirst in the saloons, when the dance halls were filled with Can-Can dancing and the streets were filled with gunfighting.

The beginning of our adventure

First thing  as we stepped through the gate a young sweet looking girl greeted us and asked “The Boy” if he was her husband.  After he gave the question a second or two to soak in, his reply was yes. (He told me later that she was cute).  Well, need I say that was the answer the lil’ Miss was looking for and she promptly took her future “handsome” husband by the hand and they were off, looking for the Sheriff to get hitched.

Lookin for the preacher man

After a parade around town, on the hunt for the Sheriff, they finally found him at the train stations rustling up some hoodlums, looking for gold on the train. Once his business there was taken care of and the crooks were properly placed in the town’s jail, the wedding ceremony was under way.

They were at the church saying their weddin prayers (I’m snickering now). He and his new bride, Laura looked to be very happy. She was a very polite southern lady.

After the wedding, we went on about our day and made a visit to the saloon and other shops in the town.

The food was delicious and we even caught sight of a town showdown and gun fight. It was neat to see how live was lived back in the day of 1878.

Main Street before the fuedin’ started

As we journeyed the grounds, we happened across an old graveyard and within it was a headstone that pretty much put it like it was. Poor fella.This is what it said “1833-1877, R.I.P. Thomas Hand. Here lies my man ol’ cheatin’ Tom and all his life he done me wrong, so I’m not sorry he ran his head into my frying pan”.

The sky was clear and beautiful and it turned out to be a great day. Although we left a little dusty, it was an adventure to step away from the technologies of today (cell phones didn’t work out there either) and see life as it was back in the day.

We will return to the rustic town again next year.

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