My b-i-l went through a stage where he confused Mr. L'Amour with God Himself. He convinced me to read one of his novels (knowing that I normally read very, very few novels). I came away with the impression that Mr. L'Amour wrote until he had reached the number of words required by the publisher and then wrapped it up. The one I read wound up (after much detail covering a short period of time) rather abruptly with something like, "One day twenty years later, the Indians caught him by the creek and killed him." I came away less than impressed.
Not a real member - just an ordinary guy who appreciates being able to hang around and say something once in awhile.
Happily Trapped In the Past (Thanks, Joe)
Not only a less than minimally educated person, but stupid and out of touch as well.
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