Work takes me out of town for another week, this time to a smaller city, in West Virginia.
"From a town known as Wheeling West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time East and West of the Rio Grande
Well he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
And his age and his size took the teller by surprise
And word spread of Billy the Kid...
Well he never traveled heavy
Yes, he always rode alone"
...see ya next week. Thanks for dropping in.