If there were any film or photo that absolutely with no doubt warped my mind forever and changed my life while instilling in me a lifelong infatuation with things of Braintan buckskin, tomahawks, forged knives, animal skins, wool and linen handsewn clothes, powderhorns, hunting pouches, flintlocks, and campfires, it was that fella back in the 50’s responsible for this.

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Founder
Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester

"Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored."

WS