Oh, don’t forget Bat Masterson.
Sky King, Hopalong Cassidy, and Wagon Train....just a couple more.
My brother and I had Mattell Fanner 50’s with plastic bullets that really shot and went bang with Greenie Stickum Caps. Ahhh...those were the days.
No, I will never forget Bat Masterson.
And, although it was a Southern (rather than a Western), I loved the Grey Ghost.
“We took our men from Texas, Kentucky, and Virginia;
from the mountains and the backwoods and the plains.
We put them under orders — guerrilla fighting orders,
and what we lacked in numbers,
we made up in speed and brains.
Both Rebs and Yankee strangers,
they called us ‘Mosby’s Rangers.’
Both North and South they knew our fame.
Gray Ghost is what they called me;
John Mosby is my name.”