Big decisions for a young boy

You may be less interested than I to discover that Lash LaRue westerns are available on Amazon Prime Streaming (no cost, which seems about right): B-movie westerns with sidekick Fuzzy Q. Jones that I devoured at the Nu-Sho (the older of the two movie theaters in town) for a dime on Saturday. LaRue is an interesting guy: his tool was the bullwhip, which he could use with casual skill to whip guns from the hands of bad guys and, in his personal appearances in movie theaters, whip a container of Coca-Cola up into the air so that the movie screen had a permanent stain in Waldorf MD, as a classmate told me.

I will admit that I am watching one of them, and I saw that Lash is a two-gun guy, as he twirled two six-shooters simultaneously before they flowed into his twin holsters, and that recalled the extended though I gave to whether to have one gun or two… I was about 7 or 8, and it seemed important to decide. Lash was quite cool with the bullwhip skill (he trained Harrison Ford for the first Indiana Jones movie) and the two guns and the black outfits, but carrying only one seemed pretty cool, too.

I don’t recall the (provisional) decision to which I came, but I can say that today I am a zero-gun man. But I do have one helluva sharp chef’s knife.