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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Continued From: "Quien es?" "Who is it?" http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=195858 **************************************************************************** "I don't blame you for writing of me as you have. You had to believe other stories, but then, I don't know if anyone would believe anything good of me anyway." - Quien es? Who is it? 1859 -1861, month and day unknown. As of this writing that's the closest we've come to his birthday. So many records of his life are now all gone. His tragic, short and violent life began when he was only just a very young child. He was a lamb among wolves trying desperately to survive the untamed Old West's most merciless and vile. He was supposedly born in New York City, but the state of New Mexico is where he'd be raised. It would be there where he'd grow to young adulthood and become familiar with the west's outlaw ways. His first foiled crime occurred in New Mexico's Silver City. He stole some butter and then sold it to a local merchant. Upon discovery the local sheriff spanked the young boy silly. Sheriff Whitehill then let the lad go with this stern warning, "No more will I put a belt to your hide if we ever meet this way again. If you again break the law, of this you can be sure, You'll Be Going To Jail My Friend!" The sheriff was actually sympathetic. He wanted to give the boy a healthy fright. He knew the kid was orphaned, alone and all on his own. He could see that his future wasn't looking too bright. It's sad for this boy was no dummy. Mary Richards, his teacher would say, "He was a student who always had his homework in on time each and every day." He would enthusiastically help with the classroom chores. Schooling was not just education, it was an activity he adored. **************************************************************************** To Continue Go To: 3. "Quien es?" "Who is it?" Part 3 http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=195853
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