 You hunker around the wagon fire with all your cowboy friends. The grub was good. The coffee's hot and thick. You hear the same old story about Jim Patterson's mistake. That big gray mule was awful bad to kick. We still expected Wes to come apart and thump this kid. Instead, he stood and shook the young man's hand. I come real close to stomping you. I guess I'm getting old, but I ain't getting soft, you understand.