49-xx-xx ep37 On the Prod

Frontier Town, the saga of the roaring west. Frontier Town, El Paso, Cheyenne, Calgary, Tombstone. Frontier Town. Here is the adventurous story of the early west, the tamed and the untamed. From the pakos to powder river, dard city to poker flat.

These are the towns they fought to live in and live to fight for. Teaming crucibles of pioneer freedom. You know I've been wondering how many of you folks know what it's like in a frontier town.

I know because I live in a frontier town. I'm a frontier lawyer by the name of Chad Rennington. And those rears, my hometown isn't any worse than most frontier towns. And it certainly isn't any better.

Our laws are not. Out on the frontier we've got some folks who make their own laws. their own laws. Laws they can often make stick with a blast from a six gun. And once they start doing that, well, suppose instead of talking generalities, I get down to brass stacks and tell you about one such fellow citizen who became a client of mine for about

the shortest time on record. It was a blustery cold afternoon, just a few weeks ago when to pass the time between clients and trouble, I was playing canfield with the ex-medicine man, Cherokee or Bannon, in my office directly above Cherokee's livery stable. Now see here Chad, not only are you making me out of

disgrace to my former profession, but if you win any more games I won't even be able to buy a cap off a beer bottle, let alone buy a pint of something soothing from the lime waters of Kentucky.

Oh Cherokee, if I thought that any water lime or otherwise meant anything to you, I might let you win one game. But in your lifetime you've already had so much bourbon rye and just plain corn liquor that I really can feel that, well, it sounds like someone coming up the staircase.