Hey, remember when we visited Frontier Town? It was a while ago. Sis threw up in the back of the car on the way home, yuck. And dad stepped in something. Something not nice. But we all had a swell time anyhow!
Another stagecoach! That one looks a little more traditional. It's headed through Indian country, I sure hope they are friendly.
Well, by golly, they are friendly! They've dressed in their finery and are about to put on a show for us, which is awful nice.
That's a mighty fine covered wagon. How come that kid has the thing all to himself? Maybe he smells funny; it happens.
I can't tell what's going on in this blurry and poorly-composed photo. Looks like a lawman is to our left, and some other cowpoke is to our right. Are they going to shoot it out? I'm hoping for plenty of Karo syrup and red food coloring!
I hope you've enjoyed the low-octane charms of Frontier Town.