"Population six hundred and two."Zanesville, Indiana is about two miles east of I-69, which goes north ... and east, damn it ... to Fort Wayne. But fr...m Fort Wayne, Highway 30 takes you to Gary. Gary is, for all intents and purposes, a far flung suburb of Chicago. Everything within a hundred miles of Chicago is really a far flung suburb of Chicago, whether it's in Indiana or Illinois.We'd lost about three hours, but now we were back on good roads and could make time.In Columbia City, I saw the. ” Mr Smith walks over and hands me a mix drink. “ What is it Mr Smith?” As I draw the glass to my lips. “ A whiskey neat Teddy, drink up we have a lot to paint. “ as he winks at me and takes a sip. The walls are taped and he begins to pour the primer in to trays. We begin to talk movies, sports… guy stuff and we finish our drinks. I can feel effects of the whisky, I am in a great mood. Mr Smith climbs up the ladder and beings to prime as I work on the trim right below him. “ You got a. If I could get to within 50 feet, I could take all of them out with my revolvers. However, getting that close was going to take all of my skill. Occasionally, one of the Navajos would rise to shoot an arrow, but they were more messing around than seriously attacking. It was as if they were stalling around as they waited for more of their people to show up. Uh-oh, if that was true, I was in deep shit!Just about that time was when six more Navajo warriors came jogging up to join their friends. As. Beatrice couldn’t avoid wonder what he was thinking about, was he scared? Happy of his heroic deeds? Longing for home? Or maybe just wondered what colours the walls had? Or if the nurses was sweet looking?The night was arriving; Beatrice would alone take the first nightshift. If something serious would happen, she would wake up the Chief physician in the building next to the hospital. She hoped she wouldn’t have to do that. The same Chief physician told every nurse that is was strictly.