The Good Guys Gazette
“Very Little That’s Fit to Print”
Version 1, Series 2, Number 3
EXTRA! EXTRA! EXTRA!
The Wild Bunch, in all their wisdom, has seen fit to create two new Regulators in the Good Guys Posse. This is a singular honour. To quote SASS on what a Regulator is (taken directly from SASS):
Regulators are those folks who work above and beyond the call of duty for the benefit of SASS and their affiliated club(s). Their services are worth more than SASS or their club could ever pay. They personify the Cowboy Way and provide an excellent role model for others.
This year, by acclaim from SASS, Jeweler Jim and Push The Button Wyatt have been elected as Regulators. They are allowed to wear the badges of Regulator from now on.
Jeweler Jim, despite his decked out “dude” outfit as befits a citified Westerner, has been a tireless worker on our old range and club. He is the official Treasurer, and in that capacity has worked to maintain our books accurately and in a timely fashion, to keep the Rough Riders appraised of the monetary situation almost on a minute by minute basis. He has seen to it that all appropriate parties have been paid in a timely manner, and has budgeted our money to take into account future expenses such as insurance and website costs. This alone is a thankless job. In addition to this tedious task, he has generally been on most work crews taking care of the range, and often come in early, especially on Saturdays last year to open the range and take the early registrants. He has brought (and had destroyed) his personal equipment for range upkeep, and has often paid visits there to check on the condition of things. He has worked tirelessly to aid in the clean and smooth function of our matches and to insure that all who come to shoot (I won’t use the term “compete” as some of us hardly qualify as “Competitors” but simply as shooters) have a good time. He has been an active participant in all Rough Rider activities, and was one of the original Rough Riders when these things were first proposed.
Everyone who has shot at our old range knows Push-The-Button Wyatt. He is in many ways one of the grand old men of cowboy shooting, and is to his core the epitome of “the cowboy way”. Always courteous, not just to small children and women to the gents also, he has worked industriously to help make our old range a great place to shoot. He made and donated to the range numerous props, including a wonderful sign as well as the two fabulous props that we had, the Bella Union Saloon and the Bank. These were products of his imagination and industry. He designed them, set them out, and built and painted them – ALL singlehandedly! All in his home in Janesville. All donated to the club for all of our shooting enjoyment. He, too, is a member of the Rough Riders and has participated in that “august body” (OK, we’re all allowed a joke or two) on a regular basis. He is, furthermore, the absolute gentleman on and off the range, setting a wonderful example to all or us, young and old, on how to grow older gracefully and with character. I can only hope when I get to be his age (not all that long in the future, should I live so long, being a mean ole cuss) I will be half the person that he is.
So I hope that all of you will join me in a big Huzza! to these fine two new Regulators in our midst. An exemplary achievement for both, I’m here to say.
You are all aware that sadly we have been forced to close down our range. For the moment people are still recovering from that blow, and no new decisions have yet been made on what our future ought to be. However, the Rough Riders plan on meeting some time in the not too distant future to discuss The Future and what the GGP’s role in it will be. Until then please continue to be patient. When some answers become available, the Posse will be informed. And remember – no matter how things come out, we are all still members of one of the finest bunch of cowboy shooters around.
Everyone (I hope) is already aware of where I stand on the political spectrum and of my previous military experience. I have in the past used this venue to relate to you what I would consider interesting stories, usually concerning our military. There is so little coverage of them and their exploits that I feel it is only fitting that somewhere we hear about these brave men and women. Recently there has been a book published, Lone Survivor by Chief Cutrell, the story of Seal Team 10’s heroic fight on a lonely mountain top in Afghanistan. The author was the only survivor, and not only were the rest of his team killed in the fight, but a helicopter sent to pick them up crashed and killed all on board. This book is the story of how he survived, and for any who would like a good adventure story that happens to be true, I would highly recommend it. And for once it isn’t some Left-wing writer – a bonus.
In the meantime, I place this little item in, as yet another mark of just how special our military is.
From a Chaplain in Iraq.
"I recently attended a showing of "Superman 3" here at LSA Anaconda. We have a large auditorium we use for movies as well as memorial services and other large gatherings. As is the custom back in the States, we stood and snapped to attention when the National Anthem began before the main feature. All was going as planned until about three-quarters of the way through the National
Anthem the music stopped.
"Now, what would happen if this occurred with 1,000 18-22 year-olds back in the States? I imagine there would be hoots, catcalls, laughter, a few rude comments, and everyone would sit down and call for a movie. Of course, that is, if they had stood for the National Anthem in the first place. Here, the 1,000 soldiers continued to stand at attention, eyes fixed forward. The music started again. The soldiers continued to quietly stand at attention. And again, at the same point, the music stopped. What would you expect to happen? Even here I would imagine laughter as everyone sat down and expected the movie to start. Here, you could have heard a pin drop. Every soldier stood at attention.
"Suddenly there was a lone voice, then a dozen, and quickly the room was filled with the voices of a thousand soldiers 'And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air, gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave, o'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
"It was the most inspiring moment I have had here in Iraq. I wanted you to know what kind of Soldiers are serving you here."
Written by Chaplain Jim Higgins on 5/14/07. LSA Anaconda is at the Balad
Airport in Iraq, north of Baghdad
We may not be shooting at OUR range yet, but I am sure we are all shooting somewhere. So Be Safe!