Go west, young man! Go west! Well, at 67, I don’t know that Mark qualifies as a young man anymore, but he certainly does love the Southwest and Tombstone in particular.

We don’t do things like go to the reenactment of the shootout at the OK Corral anymore, but we enjoy walking up and down the boardwalks and going into the little shops. Today for the first time, we took Tucson with us which meant that for the most part, one of us had to sit outside with her while the other one went in and looked around.

Finally, Mark and I were getting hungry and he took her back to the car where he had put her food and water so that we could go into a restaurant and order our food and water. We ate at the Longhorn Restaurant that I pointed out earlier.

Mark had some birthday money and he bought a T-shirt, a gold and silver bolo tie, and a bib shirt for himself. He bought me a beautiful green velvet top. We went into the church when we got home and Mark took a selfie of us dressed up in our fancy new clothes. When I tried putting the camera card into my computer to import it, something went wrong and it wiped the pictures off the card. I took a shot of Mark sitting in his favorite chair with his bib shirt on, and I turned it sepia-colored.

A good time was had by all!