I looked down to see a young girl, carrying a cardboard sign with: ‘San Antonio, PLEASE!’ written on it. She was carrying a large duffel bag, and ... took it, as she started up the steps. She was dressed in a pair of cut off jeans, and a t-shirt, just as we were.“Hop in here, and make yourself at home, Honey, we’ll be in San Antonio before dark,” Kelly said, as she smiled at the girl.“Hey, thanks, I’ve been out here since before noon, and no one would stop. I am Gabriella Sanchez, my friends call. This hurt her deeply, but, although she knew his accusations were untrue, her love for her stepfather never faltered. She had loved him as much as she had loved her mother, who never had an unkind word for anyone.On one particular night, she had planned to go to a movie with one of her boyfriends, whom she had known for only one week. Her father had voiced his usual objections, but with her mother's blessing, she went out with the boy.His name was Bob, and he took her to see the movie as he had. I walked out of the mercantile with two pair of black wool pants, four white cotton shirts, a herring bone vest, a string tie and a frock coat. While the shopkeeper’s buxom wife altered the clothes for my long, lean frame, I had my boots shined and my Stetson pig bristle brushed.My next stop was at the gunsmiths. The pistol I had inherited was, as I said before, a Single Action Army Colt in .45 caliber. A single action revolver has to be manually cocked by pulling the hammer back before you can. Dad would always speak as we passed -‘hullaw there jessie…ah’v goat 2 we’ans wi’ me the day -ye mibbe cannae see frae up there,hen’ ‘ah see fine, Joe – are ye gettin’ them scalped again or jist a wee trim, a wee tidy up an’ that?’ ‘Tony Curtis if they’re guid an’ Yul Brinner if they’re no’ They said practically the same thing every month.. The lights of the salon could be seen behind a glazed double door with frosted and etched glass,keeping its’ secrets to the last second – and it wasn’t.