One year I slept under a pop-up canopy. Had it lowered down as low as it would go. And it rained like the dickins... But, we were dry. Although the other half at the time complained about the wind, and no privacy.
James Pepper: There's no law west of Dodge and no God west of the Pecos. Right, Mr. Chisum? John Chisum: Wrong, Mr. Pepper. Because no matter where people go, sooner or later there's the law. And sooner or later they find God's already been there.
