Timesuck with Dan Cummins - BONUS 16 - Doc Holliday

Episode Date: January 26, 2018

"I'm your huckleberry." Did the real Doc Holliday actually say that? Or was that some Hollywood dramatization added to Tombstone? Turns out he did tell Johnny Ringo he was a huckleberry when he tried to step in for Wyatt Earp in a showdown. Val Kilmer's performance may have been much more accurate than I ever realized. John Henry Holiday, better known as Doc Holliday, was a Wild Western anomaly. He was a gambler, drunk, a gunslinger, possibly even a thief - BUT - he was also an educated Southern dentist raised by well-to-do plantation owners. He was a complicated and fascinating man who we only know through the descriptions of those who knew him, some of whom liked him and admired him and others who despised and reviled him. This was a really fun story to suck into, so let’s head back to the Wild West - been awhile since we visited - today, on Timesuck. You can now signup to become a Space Lizard!!! https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast . Sign up through Patreon and for $5 a month to listen to the Secret Suck, which will drop Thursdays at Noon, PST, starting Feb. 8th. Starting Feb. 1st, you will get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch. You will also get to vote on two Monday topics each month via the app. Voting for the following month's 1st Monday topic will end midnight PST on the previous month, and voting for the following month's third Monday topic will end on Midnight PST on the last day of the month. And you get a new comedy album delivered on Feb. 1st, Feel the Heat! Speaking of new comedy albums... Merch - https://badmagicmerch.com/ Want to try out Discord!?! https://discord.gg/tqzH89v Want to join the Cult of the Curious private Facebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" in order to locate whatever current page hasn't been put in FB Jail :) For all merch related questions: https://badmagicmerch.com/pages/contact Please rate and subscribe on iTunes and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG, @timesuckpodcast on Twitter, and www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcast Philadelphia, PA The Punchline January 25-27th. CLICK HERE FOR TIX! Baltimore! Magooby's. Sunday, Jan. 28th. CLICK HERE FOR TIX! CHICAGO! Zanies Comedy Club in Rosemont January 31st - Feb.3rd. CLICK HERE FOR TIX! NYC - One night only at Gotham. Feb. 11th. 7:30PM. CLICK HERE FOR TIX! For all other standup tour dates - go to the new www.dancummins.tv

I'm your Huckleberry. If you haven't seen Tombstone, you should. Best Western ever. My favorite movie ever actually. My favorite character from that movie is Doc Holiday. And I thought Holiday portrayed by Val Kilmer was heavily fictionalized by Hollywood. Turns out, maybe not nearly as much as I thought. John Henry Holiday, better known as Doc Holiday, was a wild Western anomaly.

He was a gambler, drunk, gunslinger, and quite possibly a thief, but he also was an educated Southern dentist raised by well-to-do plantation owners. He was a complicated and fascinating man who he only know through the descriptions of those who knew him, some of whom who liked him and admired him and others who despised and reviled him. He didn't write a lot about himself, and by not a lot of mean nada. This was a really fun story to suck into. So let's head back to the Wild West, one of my favorite eras of ever, binwiles as we

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Philly. I'll be here tonight and tomorrow at the punchline and then Baltimore Sunday at McGubbies and Chicago, January 31st through February 3rd, New York City, February 11th, more in the episode description. Now, Doc Holiday. So who really was Doc Holliday? It's hard to say for sure because the man didn't keep a journal and it counts written

about him by contemporaries very wildly. We may never know all the details but we do get kind of the gist. He was a lunger which means he did suffer from and he did die of a consumption, aka tuberculosis. He was a doctor. He graduated from dental school in philadelphia he was a drunk a gambler he was arrested and find many many times for crimes involving being drunk in public and for gambling and for violence uh... gunslinger

is rumored to have killed several men there are newspaper accounts of him getting in gun fights lot of contemporary accounts of him uh... not only being ready to draw down on anyone but also uh... being a really fast, quick draw gunslinger. But again, who he really was, how good, how bad, that alludes us to some extent. Historian Gary L. Roberts writes the following in an excellent Doc Holiday book, I leaned on heavily for today's episode. This is not a sponsor, I just can't recommend this book enough.

A great read and very thorough. Doc Holliday, the life and legend. He says, not a single sample of his writing that would provide insight into how he felt or what he believed appears to have survived. Without a body of letters or even reminiscence written by him, that would serve as a corrective to the half-known life presented in the opinion-gripped contemporary press and the memories of men and women who saw him through the lenses of their own agendas and emotion-packed prejudices. John Henry Holiday tantalizes the biographer with unanswered questions. He did not have a frontier-wide reputation until after his experiences at Tombstone in

1881 and 1882. Before then, his life did not always leave a clear trail. As a result, much of his life, even many of its most critical moments are left to informed speculation and possibilities. Here are some of those informed speculations. Opinions, I guess, again varied, Wyatt Earp, who's great friends with Doc, through his Ghost Rider in 1896 to scribe Doc

as a mad Mary Scamp with a heart of gold and nerves of steel, who stood at my elbow in many a battle to the death. He was a dentist, but he preferred to be a gambler. He was a Virginian, actually a Georgian, but he preferred to be a frontier's man and a vagabond. He was a philosopher, but he preferred to be a wag. Hello, a vagabond. He was a philosopher, but he preferred to be a wag. I love the terminology. He was a wag.

He was a long, lean, and ash blonde, and the quickest man with a sick shooter I ever knew. That's fucking badass. Bat Masterson, a former martial of Dodge County, and guy who popped up in a lot of the city's dock was a boobie in and who worked with dock over the years, had a less favorable description... description of dock saying that he had a mean disposition

in an ungovernable temper and under the influence of liquor was a dangerous man also describing him as a weakling who could not have whipped a healthy fifteen year old boy in a go as you please fight to choose master since on him is hot headed in petuous and very much given to both drinking and quarreling and among men who did not fear him He was very much disliked The editor of the Las Vegas Las Vegas, New Mexico. That is daily optic

Who was safely distant from doc at the time he wrote this I described him as a shiftless bagged-legged character a killer and a professional Cutthroat and not a wit to refine to rub stages or even steel sheep. He was a dirty sheep thief. I added that last. A fellow Georgian who knew him as a young man and later dabbled in silver mining in Colorado, said of him following his death, he was a warm friend, and would fight as quick for one as he would himself. He did not have a quarrel from disposition, but managed to get into more difficulties than any man I ever saw. And unidentified, a newspaper man remarked about Doc in 1882. Here is a man who once a friend is always a friend. Once an enemy is always an enemy. Ridgely Tilden, a correspondent for the San Francisco Examiner in 1882, wrote of him,

saying, Now comes Doc Holiday. Quarrel some as man as God has ever allowed to live on earth. A Georgian, well bred and educated, he happened in Kansas some years ago, saving Wyatt, Herb's life, and Dodge City, Kansas. He earned his gratitude and notwithstanding his many bad breaks since, has always found a friend in Wyatt. Doc Holiday is responsible for all the killing et cetera and connection with what is known in the URP

clanton in Boglio in Arizona. He kicked up the fight in Wyatt URP and his brother stood in with him on the score of gratitude, which is very interesting perspective because a lot of historical accounts do not paint that picture at all. I would say most of them paint a picture of Wyatt it hurt and starting the rivalry with the Clinton and it was over some kind of arrest they may the cowboys were a gang of rustlers and thieves living in a tombstone and around

tombstone. Erps, they were, you know, the earth brothers couple of them were going back and forth between being lawmen and being gamblers and a little bit of possible thief in themselves actually and it just became a rivalry. bit of possible thief in themselves actually, and it just became a rivalry. And I think Doc Holiday was actually brought into bits just from different things I read. So who knows though, it's interesting with the Wild West. I love the mystery.

I love to get all these accounts, you know, and the truth is just somewhere in the middle, all these big gunboat tails. So, so let's get into, let's get into his life. Let's learn all we can about Doc Holiday and you can form your own opinions by jumping right on in to a time suck timeline. Shrap on those boots soldier.

We're marching down a time suck timeline. On January 8th, 1849, 29-year-old Henry Holiday, wed 19-year-old Alice Jane McKee, daughter of wealthy Southern plantation owners in Griffin, Georgia. A couple moved into a house on Tinsley Street north of the railroad tracks in Griffin. Georgia entered the 19th century, still largely the homeland of the creeks and the Cherokees. Both of those Indian nations, John Henry's father, Henry Burles' holiday was a self-made man, Andrew Jackson's common man, the kind of man 19th century Americans celebrated. His people were playing folk in the old South. Henry's

paternal great-grandfather William Holiday was one of three scotch Irish brothers who immigrated to America from Ireland sometime after 1750. I settled in the Lawrence District of South Carolina while his brothers objecting to settle in slave states, move north. I think that's pretty cool. It's probably rare back then, you know, back in the early, uh, or, you know, late 18th century, people being like, no, man, that's fucking bullshit. We're not going to do that on the left.

But, uh, Doc's ancestor, direct answers state. Uh, William and his sons fought in the American Revolution with the hero of Hornets Nest Elijah Clark and took their first lands in Wilkes County, Georgia from Bounties for that service. Henry Dox's father was the son of plantation owning slave owners and was destined for the same life himself. He was like many of his ancestors, also a war veteran, having recently fought in the Mexican War, starting in 1846. Holiday was commissioned to second lieutenant in Company I and his company fought in the Mexican War starting in 1846. Holiday was commissioned to second lieutenant in Company I, and his company served in the regiment of Colonel Henry R. Jackson and Savannah. They were bound for Mexico where Jackson's regiment was in the thick of the fight

with General Zachary Taylor at Monterey and served with distinction at Varicruz in Chalapa under General Scott. Well, Holiday returned to Griffin. He brought with him a Mexican boy named Francisco Hildal. Hildal, he got him. He brought a boy named Francisco Goddammit. It was his last name. It was a terrible last name to be put on a kid, especially, you know, in a religious South, you know, he's had to go by Mr. Goddammit, the rest of his life and people are pit. No, it was Francisco Hildalgo, who had been orphaned by the war and took him into his household. Though at the time, Henry was still a bachelor.

Doc's mother's family were respected in Griffin and Henry County. Her grandfather, Joseph Cloud, was a member of one of the wealthiest slave holding and land holding families in the region, owning property for a distance of more than 50 miles sheets from Stone Mountain to Griffin. After marriage, Henry settled into married life at Griffin as a drugist and began to build a reasonably good life for his aristocratic wife and himself. He was soon a prominent citizen and noted as a hard-nosed businessman and a quick tempered adversary, Griffin prospered, benefiting from a railroad line that ran from Atlanta to Macon and from slaves who worked the surrounding cotton fields.

Soon became a central point for shipping cotton. Henry grew with the town, speculating land and eventually acquiring 46 plots within the town limits and hundreds of acres in the county as well as potential railroad properties and other parts of the state. While accounts Alice Jane was refined Gen Teal and Pius woman as befitted her background. A wife devoted to her husband and committed to a charity in church. Rear to Methodist she joined the Presbyterian Church in Griffin to bring family together in matters of faith.

So December 3rd, 1849, Doc's parents waste no time trying to start a family. They get right down to it. Yeah, they give birth to their first child, Martha Eleanorra, and then sadly on June 12th, 1850, she dies and is buried at a small cemetery in Griffin. Childhood death back then was just a fact of life. Doc would be the only child born to the couple to make it out of early childhood. I believe they had like five other kids

who just all died early in childhood. On August 14th, 1851, a second child, a son is born to Henry and Alice Jane. He was named John Henry Holiday, after his uncle and father. And he became the center of their world. As the eldest son of the eldest son, young John Henry was destined to play a large role in family life.

March 21st, 1852, John Henry's baptized at the Griffin Presbyterian Church. In 1853, little Henry, little John Henry was not yet two years old when his adopted much older brother Francisco. Mr. Francisco got damn it. Move doubts to start his own family. He married Martha Freeman and buts County. It's 12 year old me just laughed a little bit. Man, it's B U T T S too.

Oh, good jokes when you're 11 around buts County. You know, you're going into buts County, you're coming out of buts County. Lots of fun stuff to be had there. You know, things are looking rough in butts County. You know, you're going into Butts County, you're coming out of Butts County. Lots of fun stuff to be had there. You know, things are looking rough in Butts County. You know, all things are muddy. Ah, it's muddy as hell in Butts County today, down in the canyon. It's real muddy, real muddy coming on out of Butts Canyon. Butts County, I'm a fucking idiot.

On June 12th, 1854, and they settled down there. On November 9th, 1856, William Landkey alis jane's father also died and Henry became the guardian of his wife's minor siblings tomis selvester Melissa Ella uh... unis'll have a Eunice Helena. And then we'll have Margaret Anne. You know, so like, what the fuck? Why are you fucking Eunice Helena? As well as the guardian of their inheritance and his wife's,

okay, so he becomes a guardian of the inheritance. Young Doc's education of a gentleman begins around this time, both in manners of the well-born taught by his mom. And in the stern demands of Southern manhood imposed by his father. And it was interesting to read about how kind of southern boys, I mean, obviously, sadly, this time, just white boys were raised, but southern boys of all classes were given a surprising

amount of freedom as kids, so it was not to limit their aggressiveness or to feminize them with a strict discipline they could break their spirits. So they were really loud just to be a little fucking maniacs, you know, to, I guess, to become tough men or something. You know, reading about Doc, it does seem like, you know, kids got away with murder down in Georgia at that time, you know. Uh, yeah, as you'll see, as the suck goes on, actually, white dudes got away with all sorts of shit

back around this time as they get older, just, you know, get charged with murder and brought daylight, then just pay a fine and, you know, go back in the saloon at night and have some more drinks. But yeah, I guess the kids were just, you know, just let the boys be boys. But daddy, he's tearing the legs off of the family cat. And do not stop him. He'll ready him for later battle.

The cat is making a man out of that boy. But daddy, he just squeezed a neighbor girl's breast and pinched her bottom. Good on him, boys got gumption, preparing himself for fatherhood and creating a family. Daddy, he just killed a neighbor girl's breast and pinched to bottom. Good on him, boys got gumption, preparing himself for fatherhood and creating a family. Daddy, he just killed a neighbor boy. All right, all right, I'll reckon I'll speak with him about it. The neighbors are poor folk, not even ritual decent enough to have slaves, so it's not like the boy's life

had tremendous value, but he was white. And I can't have my son killin' white boys and not be given a stone wall in the stop, so I'll talk to him tomorrow. Yeah, it's fucking great. At an early age, Southern boys learned independence, looked to taking to the fields and the woods, and to begin their tutelage and hunting, handling a firearms horseback riding. They also taught deference to their elders and learned to serve and man, required them in speaking to adults, whether high born or low, courtesy, spirit and firmness were all part of the curriculum of individualism that Southern sons learned.

But care was taken not to undermine their self-confidence or pride. From Doc's father came a sense of personal honor and discipline from his mom, came a sense of manners and principles of faith, cousins, uncles, aunts, neighbors, you know, filled out the life of the growing child. Southern individualism, independence and codes of honor, meant that every Southern, regardless of his station was prepared to knock the hell out of whoever dared to cross them. Berlin, Dullin and Lynchton existed in the South to a greater degree, you know, than elsewhere in the country. They just, they wanted to stoke the fire in these kids. Strange time in a strange place, and this is where Doc rose up. 1859, Doc's father, Henry,

agrees to assume the guardianship of a young orphan named Alicia a pritchard who moved in with the family and the family prospered. Land Holdings mounted the town of Griffin grew. It's population approaching 3000 by the end of the decade, making it the largest city between Atlanta and Macon. Funny how different things were back then. It's just a fucking tiny ass town now. It was quite a bustling but tropicalist a bustling but tropa list of three thousand people offered amenities amenities and an opportunities found in few Georgia towns including three colleges and a public library and then on April 12th 1861 the Civil War breaks out war comes to Griffin camp Wilder becomes a training center for Georgia soldiers at

Griffin and the need was great enough that Henry holiday sold 136 acres of his 147 acre farm for the establishment of another military training facility. The war fever has come to Doc's doorstep. He saw his hero, Uncle Thomas Sylvester McKee, who was now 21, dawned the uniform of the fifth Georgia volunteers. On September 2nd, 1861,

Henry Holiday was commissioned as a major in the 27th Georgia infantry. Doc aka John Henry found himself alone in the house full of women. It precisely the age which you know, most Southern boys began their apprenticeship as men. John Henry grew close and protective of his mother kind of became a mom is born to sense and she strove to make him a gentleman and then unexpected tragedy struck. Remember that you know rather than lose his father to the war he began to lose his mother to the number one killer of the day which was consumption. Yes to burculosis aka consumption in the mid 19th century was the leading cause of death

in the u.s. Counting for 20% of all deaths in the nation. And doctors knew a little about it because compared to today's doctors oldtimey doctors were horrific. Just whiskey, a lot of them saw. Doctors considered a consumption to be non-contagious and believed that it ran in families because unlike the best doctors of today who could run comprehensive blood test, CAT scans, MRIs, etc., 19 sensory doctors were really just better than average guessers. They would be more right about diagnosing shit than your pig farming neighbor by like a little bit. Women with consumption were encouraged to remain within the home

and pursue domestic responsibilities as much as possible, which is the best way to spread around an airborne contagious disease like that. Spread around the family. So good job, old timey doctors. Oh boy, you sure? Confident for table stone. How about you shut all the windows and stay inside with the children all day? Make sure you're all breathing the same air, sharing the air is

good for your lungs. And if that doesn't work, try, try cutting open a vein or two and bleeding things out. Maybe, maybe your blood is just rotten. It's hard to say. I actually know very little about how the body works. Young John Henry's responsibility increased as well. He was now the man of the house. And more than just name, his father, Major Holiday, came home to a different situation from the one he left. The war had already taken a heavy toll on commerce. Goods were scarce, crops were thin. Food was in short supply. His wife, Alice Jane, was virtually bedridden, not the best of times. Between August 1863 and 1864, an April, Henry raised $23,700 in Confederate currency from

the sale of real estate in Griffin and in Spalding County, and moved his family to the little town of Valdosta and southern Georgia, a place he thought would be safe from Northern aggression. In April 1864, John Henry found himself in a place completely unlike the red clay country of his childhood. Must have seemed like a wilderness to him. The pine and oak forest stretched over the rolling countryside for miles with little besides wire grass under the canopy of the trees.

And for a time, his father's relocation plan worked. Sherman's forces destroyed the Atlantic and go for railroad tracks near Savannah, and then further isolated Valdosta, but didn't actually approach into town, then Sherman turned north into South Carolina and Southern Georgia was seemingly forgotten for the time being.

In Valdosta, Doc, we continue to receive the type of education afforded only to select few in the mid 19th century. At the renovated Valdosta Institute, John Henry fitted well, already well mannered and charming as the result of his mother's instruction and the experience of a large well educated family. He learned quickly both in the classroom and in the social arena. He was popular with the

girls at dances and was considered a strong-minded, even cocky young man by his neighbors. And it was here down in southern Georgia where John, Doc Henry, pulled a nine-stein, passed it on and fell in love with his in southern Georgia, where John Doc Henry pulled an Einstein, pass it on, and fell in love with his first cousin. Yep, John Henry was 19 months younger than a 16 year old cousin, Maddie, when she and her sister arrived in Valdosta. But he grew closer to her than months have followed.

He was discovering the mysteries of puberty and Maddie was charming in the tradition of Southern womanhood. She was bewitching distraction during a tough period of Doc's youth. Still proved they ever had a romantic encounter. Probably did, probably did, but, you know, there's just a lot of circumstantial evidence that she just, Doc at the very least, did feel a lot of romantic love for Maddie and that it

was reciprocated. And he would possibly feel it for the rest of his life, just like in the badass movie Tombstone. Right? When he talked to fucking wide about how he loved his cousin, what is the young man? Well, the marriage of first cousins was not uncommon in the 19th century.

That's some families actually encourage it as a means of controlling family property. Yep. Come on, Reginald, why find a lady in town when you can find sexual satisfaction in your cousin? Who'd been like a sister assisted to you your entire life. You've grown up together, you've seen each other naked as children, you know what you're given.

Keep it in the fam, Reginald. Do it for your daddy, Uncle Grandpa. Our eyes aren't going to keep getting closer together by spreading our genes apart. Don't you want to be, don't you want to shot at the baby with two heads, Reginald? Think how great that would be for the family. That baby could marry itself. In fact, other first cousins in the holiday family, I apologize if you have a two-headed baby.

Sorry. I know the odds are low, but if any time suckers have a two-headed baby, well, you know, it's fucking, every joke's gonna have a victim, and that one was your two-headed babies. Okay. In fact, other first cousins in the holiday family had married in the past. What made the difference in the case of John Henry and Maddie was that Maddie was Catholic. Sorry, it's like I always feel like an idiot when I make myself laugh. Like you shouldn't be able to do that. I was that that struck me really funny this morning. The old two headed babies. Okay. Not even John Henry's

conversion to Catholicism would have made a difference though, because Canon Law forbade the marriage of first cousins. I gotta say when it comes to historical accuracy regarding dog holiday, Tombstone holding up way better than I expected to, which makes me so happy. If you recall, when talking to, yeah, again,

like said, why it about romantic love, dog holiday AKA Val Best, role of his life, Kilmer killer. Yeah talked about loving that cousin and doc holiday would be unlucky in love. But he'd be lucky with the war despite many relatives including his father fighting the war. He didn't lose any relatives to the war. At least not immediate ones or relatives he knew. But he would feel the effects of the war. It would be brought to his door September 27 1865 captain C C Richardson of the 103rd Regiment of US-Colored Infantry was headquartered at Thomasville and units were distributed in towns like Whitman, Dr. Town, Homerville, and Veldausta.

Company G of the 103rd replaced the white troops in Veldausta and set up their very substantial encampment between Patterson and tomb streets. So troops arrived to protect the interests of former slaves and provide them with social services. Black soldiers are actually put in charge of the southern town that it had black slaves when they showed up. How fucking crazy would that have been just for everybody? So there was enormous local resentment obviously amongst the white population.

Black soldiers are now arresting white plantation owners. I mean, they must just, the tears, those plantation women must have been shed. But how can they do this father? Where the world is turned upside down. Young John Henry, he's on the southern side of all this. And in his world specifically, he turned upside down by the death of his beloved mother.

On September 16, 1866, Alex, Jane McKee, she dies. Doc mows her down in a duel in a fucking gun fight, where he had a huge advantage due to her battle with consumption and a lack of training with a firearm. Doc's mother had insulted young Doc's manhood. You don't do that to a Southern boy. Asked him to wash some dishes, she was too ill to clean herself. You know, and Doc was like,

wash some dishes. Do you reckon you now have a doctor, mother? Is that who you see stand before you? Ready yourself under the willow tree out front? We play for blood. Doc, please, enough of this fooling. Were you foolin' mother? I wasn't.

I'm your Huckleberry. And then when Alice was too sick to get out of her bed, too fuckin' chicken, too yellow, Doc just, BAH-AH! Motor down, right, where she laid. You'll know days, you mother, you'll know days, yeah. No, of course that never happened. A young Doc struggled with the loss of his mother, she died of consumption.

By custom, the period of morning was one year. Husbands and sons were to wear black for nine months, and gray for three additional months. The young doc struggled with the loss of his mother, she died of consumption. By custom, the period of mourning was one year. Husbands and sons were to wear black for nine months in gray for three additional months, and that's just what Doc did. However, unfortunately, his dad did not. He kind of switched up the old grieving process and just got a new wife almost immediately. Doc never forgave his father for this. Three months later, December 1866, Doc's father Mary says neighbors daughter, 23 year old Rachel Martin,

really not that much older than Doc himself, and Doc immediately challenged both of them to doles and mowed them down with a stud. You'll know days, Rachel, you'll know days, no, he didn't do that either. There's been no time for a proper Southern courtship, so scandalous, raised questions about the relationship between Henry and Rachel.

As you know, very, a lot of impropriety. John Henry, he's now an angry young man, has shown in this next example of what maybe in his first attempt at a duel. So around this time during class, John Henry gets into a heated argument with a classmate over some matter loss to history. John's opponent challenges him to a pistol duel with pistols and John, no more than 15 at the time accepts immediately. Well the duel really did just about happened Now the two kids met at the edge of town with the crowd of onlookers

You know the whole like after school fight kind of vibe but this time with guns two pistols are set out before each kid When when John Henry, you know doc has offered his his choice of the pistols John replies that he has his own his zone loaded pistol And he's brought freaks everybody out because it was supposed to have been a mock duel with pistols, John replies that he has his own. His zone loaded pistol, he's broad, freaks everybody out, because it was supposed to have been a mock duel with pistols containing powder charges that wouldn't inflict actual injury. It was just all for show. And then Doc was like, I'll play full blood.

I'm your Huckleberry. And the kid he was ready to literally duel to the death with, you know, scared, shitless, apologizes, explains the whole thing with big misunderstanding. And then Doc, when he's satisfied that, you know, his honor has been saved. He agrees not to draw down on his classmate. Man, dude did not play. You're going to find that out as this episode goes on.

You challenge Doc holiday to a duel. You better not be bluffing because he will not be. Well, cut to the summer of 1868. Young Doc leaves Veldosta. Visits his cousin Maddie once again, spending the summer with the 18 year old beauty, and they get it on so much so that for the rest of his life, Doc would refer to this summer and just summers in general as CFT, excuse me, CFT is what he would call summer for the rest of his life, cousin fucking time, you know, I do love

the warm air of CFT, is grand and fall can be breathtaking But nothing makes me happier than the glory of CFT the wet humid moist deliciousness that is CFT in the South CFT in the North just isn't the same. It's not with enough. No moisture in the air for that good old pressure building CFT No, of course, they did not get it on Now there were no Einstein passed on uh... no they doled and doc killed her uh... when she insulted this manhood of course i did not happen either uh... doc did seem to have designs on maddie that others noticed

some members of the family picked up on the body romance between the two maddie's family particular did not care for it partially because of the catholicism also partially because you know doc uh... he was uh... you know hot tempered young lad and they didn't want their daughter marrying him. Also, that summer Georgia is re-admitted to the Union and federal troops withdrew, but the friction of reconstruction, not entirely over, 1868, also the year that John Henry decides to become a dentist. Dr. Lucian F. Frank, Mr. Frank, Dr. Frank, was an ex-confederate soldier who had served with an artillery unit during the war and recently arrived in Veldoz to become a dentist.

Frank was only five years older than John Henry, probably knew him on a social level, as well as a professional one. In September 1870, John Henry Holiday, with Dr. Frank's endorsement, arrives in Philadelphia to begin his education as a dentist. Pennsylvania College of dental surgery was one of the most prestigious dental schools in the country. Students faced a rigorous curriculum in chemistry, mechanical dentistry, metallurgy, dental pathology,

therapeutics, dental histology, operative dentistry, physiology, anatomy, and microscopic anatomy, and surgery as well as clinical instruction, and operative and mechanical dentistry. In my brain, I see that they're studying all this and I just picture really, it's just like a guy showing these other people how to use pliers on a pair of teeth.

You just wanna hold their full heads here and then you just wanna pull as hard as you can. That's pretty much the gist of it. We have some different tools. We'll go over today for ripping teeth through people's heads. You wanna just get them, look it up on whiskey, and then just let it rip. Again, Tombstone's portrayal of Doc,

pretty damn accurate. He was a Southern-Lunger and an educated man, rare for a gunslinger and a gambler. So 872, 1872, excuse me, let's talk about that's a big year for Doc. He graduates on March 1st from dental school, 1872, takes off to St. Louis to open a practice with the classmate. And it was there that he would meet the woman who would be the major actually consummated

romantic adventure of Doc's life. They would pretty much date off and on for almost the rest of his days. That's a big nose Kate, and not even joking about that, aka Kate Fisher. She would go by numerous aliases, but yes, big nose Kate is what, if you're looking her up like in Western kind of historians is what she's referred to as Kate was born Mary Catherine Heronny and pest hungry on November 7th 1850 and and Doc meets her near his office near a foodch's office.

This guy who's working with was a theater in a saloon and one of the employees was a young woman named Kate Fisher. That was her a list of the times. She was a again born in hungry almost a year was her a list of the time. She was, again, born in Hungary, almost a year before doc, her parents immigrated to the United States in about 1860, settled in Davenport, Iowa with a bunch of other Hungarians. A Kate Fisher was listed in the 1870 census,

living with eight other women. Seven, including Kate, were listed as horse. And by 1872, she was working at a saloon near Dr. Fush's new office where she'd meet 21 year old doc. And they'd date that spring and summer. Again, tombstone seems to be pretty accurate with the portrayal of Doc's lady. Although they obviously made her much more attractive in tombstone than she appeared to be in regular life. I mean, yeah, her nickname really was. Yeah, big nose, Kate. Guessing or at least hoping no one called that to her face, that couldn't feel good.

Really hoping Doc did not refer to her that way, just pleasure to meet you all. Now I'd like to introduce you to my girlfriend, Big Nose Kate. Sometimes I call her Hanca. Sometimes Lady 2 came. Sometimes Katie would peck her. Or sometimes I like to say, this is my Lady Kate, and no, that is not some kind of little baby arm pushing out of the middle of her face That's actually nose and yes

She has a lady not some kind of monster or some kind of animal belonging in the circus yet. Yes. She is crying again right now Which sadly instead of drawing sympathy just makes her already huge nose Very shiny and much more noticeable already huge nose, very shiny and much more noticeable. That July, Doc and Kate would break up and Doc would return to Georgia to claim a family inheritance from his mom. Yeah, buddy, get that inheritance money. I mean, having your parents' parent die

must always be hard, not making light of that, but it has to sting a little less when you get a huge inheritance out of the deal, right? I'm just saying, it's still not fucking good, but instead of losing a poor parent, and then having to go into a little debt yourselves, pay for their funeral, you get some sweet cash. You're gonna get a house or some shit.

I don't know what that would feel like. Doc moved in with John Styles Holiday, that's summer, spends another summer with his first cousin, John's daughter, Maddie, enjoying time with Maddie during the day, masturbating furiously each and every night Uh, that's not in the history books. That's just an educated guess That fall doc would go on to practice dentistry in Atlanta after me to prominent dentist there through family connections

practice in the office of authacy ford dds at 26 white hall street He was now an upcoming southern gentleman well-bred, prepared for a successful professional life as an dentist. Life was looking grand in 1872, and then 1873 would be a shit show. 1873 does not start off on the best note. On January 13th, his adopted older brother Francisco. Francisco got them it. Dies of consumption, leaving a young family behind.

And while he may not want it to believe it, by this time, Doc has also contracted the fatal disease. Now, it's hard to pinpoint exactly when Doc knew he had it because diagnosis in general was very tricky back then. At its outset, the disease left its victims with the desperate hope that they didn't have consumption at all. Even though the symptoms were dramatic, accurate diagnosis, very difficult to dry cough, the sore throat,

the chest pain, the elevated pulse rate, difficulty breathing, we're also symptoms of other much less serious and treatable ailments. John Henry's time diagnosis was not based on identification of the tubercula bacillus through medical testing, the microscope, and even the stethoscope played little role.

Diagnosis amounted to suspicion. Again, they were just kind of just, you know, less doctors, more just good getters, just whiskey, a lot of them, saw. Indian springs, just a few miles from Griffin, was known as the serotoga of the south, which might explain why John Henry chose to move back to Griffin, you know, for the climate, because that was a big thing with, you know, consumption. You got to go to the place with a spa and a healthy spring. It was all about the climate.

The clean air, various little towns in South, the air climate in the Southwest without to have curative powers of the disease. The air had climates did actually seem to help. Yes, so we touched a little upon that and the ability to kid suck episode 25, talking about consumption back then. 1873 isn't all bad though.

Doc also gets into some gambling in Atlanta in 1873, the learning the game of Pharaoh. Pharaoh was a popular game at the time. I've not played it myself ever. That's not nearly popular now. Described by one authority in 19th century gambling is the backbone of the professional gamblers repertoire and the prime vehicle for the seduction of moneyed innocence.

Man those guys wrote well back then. That's one thing I always noticed, man. I'm doing 19th century US stuff. The guys at the papers, holy shit, they write well. You go on some online legitimate quote unquote new sources today, and I'm like, the fucking eighth grade dropout put this thing together? Like, I fuck up a lot on stuff,

but do they just not use editors? You know, back then, man, it's like these guys were just wordsmith, the seduction of money to innocence. It's beautiful. Sorry. It was a simple game with relatively close odds, a hoils, rules of games claimed that the odds in favor of the house were no more than 3% in an honest game. So, you know, it wasn't like a slot where you got like a, like a 10% chance of winning or something on it says. In the post, Civil War period, it was one of the most popular car games.

And John Henry Holiday would spend a considerable portion of his life dealing it and playing it. And that's the game they'd be playing in a lot of those tombstone scenes. Also, in 1873, Doc headed west. Some people think it was because of consumption to reach those arid Southern climates, Southwestern climates.

Probably not though, since he just spent a considerable amount of time in texas and kansas uh... here here he would spend when he left which is you know places just as humid as georgia could have been heartache why he left forbidden love right definitive answers to the mystery of the relationship between doc and maddie all my joking aside will never be known because maddie destroyed some of the letters they wrote each other uh... before her death which sucks never have those and after, a family member chose to burn the rest of her correspondence, you know, with Doc, which is a real bummer. We don't get to see all those letters he wrote, you know, and she,

because she wrote him, you know, until he died, you know, lots of letters. And while she became a teacher and then a nun, and all that does paint an odd picture, right? Why destroy the letters? If there's nothing that could be misconstrued as inappropriate. And why would a perfectly attractive Southern bell, she was rumored to be, never get married, especially one who did not seem to be a lesbian, you know, because that would happen back then, you know, people that couldn't come out and be a lesbian, but it was acceptable to be a nut. But, you know, she did have younger flirtations with Doc and talked him a lot and it just paints an interesting picture, you know that she did have a younger flirtations with doc and and talked to melaton

and it's just it's just uh... it pains in a picture you know why why write him his whole life if there's no love a random trivia maddie would also be the inspiration for the character of melanie hamilton in margaret michael's novel gone with the wind margaret michael also a relative of doc holiday however there may have been another sinister reason for Doc's departure.

They had to do with the new South. Doc found himself living in and this is my least favorite part of this episode. But, you know, you don't get to just talk about the good parts of your, you know, interesting characters that you may like from history and I think if you hide the bad parts, that's just not doing it justice. So, you know, dammit, old South, why does slavery and hardcore racism just have to fucking flow through all your stories? It's just time, time, you know, these stories happen. So, so Dodge City Lawman, Bad Masterson, who doc, you know, again, we talked about him earlier, doc would later meet no for years,

who doc would work for in several occasions, who had ample opportunity through the years to hear holiday discuss his youth, later explained that the indiscriminate killing of some degross, his words, not mine, was the cause of John Henry's abrupt departure for the West. According to him, the young whites and blacks of Al Dosta share a swimming hole on the river until the whites decided they would no longer share it. And Master Sim would write, quote, the Negro boys were informed that in the future they would

have to go further downstream to do their swimming, which they promptly refused to do. And told the whites that if they didn't like existing conditions, that they themselves would have to hunt up a new swimming hole. One beautiful Sunday afternoon, while an unusually large number of Negroes were swimming in the point of dispute, holiday appeared on the riverbank with a double-barred shotgun in his hands and pointing it in the direction of the swimmers

ordered them from the river. The blacks quote, stampeded from the for the opposite shore and Holiday waited until he got a bunch of them together and then turned loose with both barrels killing two outright and wounding several others And masters said that the holiday later justified what he did by saying that they had to be disciplined. So super shitty Tough pill to swallow, you know, and you're hoping to talk about a wild was hero. However, before you hate doc too much There also are many other variations on this tale and again

Master's and I will say in all his recollections of holiday he always paints him in the worst possible light and and they you know didn't seem to get along that well you know off and on when they were both alive and you know together so there is that consider uh... you know that whole consider the source there's another one example variant of this story which involves docket into a disagreement with uh... some african america's about swimming whole then get into a fight with one of them

and then and then uh... one of these men comes back with a shotgun uh... shoots docked is a little bit of bird shot and then he takes out a pistol and fires back and kills the guy and you know self-defense so there's that possibility there are other versions and and there no and i will say with all the versions none of them come from actual newspaper accounts uh... no no variations of the tale no first-hand accounts from any eyewitnesses, just old stories. So who knows, sadly considering when and where Doc was raised and the temper he had, very possible, some variation is true.

And doing this would explain a sudden move west to Galveston because ten years before, sadly, historically, he could have done that and faced no punishment at this time right after the civil war and if you remember this from the KKK time suck you know the rights of African Americans in like that first like five years after the war were actually much better than they would be for like the next 60-70-80 years when things then regressed severely. So, okay. So, that's that. Heading West, racist product of his time, doc, briefly stopped in Galveston and then went on to Dallas

and late 1873. Took a job as a dentist, there through another family connection. The railroad arrived in July 16th, 1872, and in the year that followed, the town grew from a quiet Trinity River farm town of 1200 to a burgeoning trade center of more than 7,000 Yes, funny how some of these place are huge cities today. I guess you know, there's little towns

Not that long ago initially docs partnerships seem to prosper in October holiday one prizes at the state fair for the best set of teeth and gold The best set of teeth and vulcanized rubber and the best display of artificial teeth and dental wear. Man, just all gold teeth. How fucking weird. I guess we do see that. Sometimes in the hip hop community. I do not like it.

Weird's me out a little bit. Just all gold teeth. To me, it makes you look like a James Bond villain. But I looked at vulcanized rubber teeth with Google image search and you know what? Not bad. Like you hear rubber teeth, and I feel like you can think some pretty weird shit. You know, like I started thinking about like

super bendy soft rubber teeth, like toy teeth, or sound like these weird toy soft rubber teeth. Is it weird to think about how that would look in somebody's mouth? Also weird to think about a man who'd become one of the most feared gunslingers of tombstone in Arizona that not that many years prior to that, he was out making rubber teeth and

douse. And then a March 2, 1874 holiday for reasons unknown, leftist partnership opened his own office above the Dallas County bank at the corner of Maine and Lamar. Young Dr. Holiday in the parlance of the Times had slipped from the path of rectitude of moral rectitude. He cared less about teeth, more about getting this drink on. Don't get his drink on. What you could have had something to do with his tuberculosis. You know, the liquor could have helped him cope with his pain

and the gambling in a nice distraction from his own upcoming, you know, kind of having to face his mortality. In April, 1874, Doc is arrested for operating a keynote game. And on May 12th, he was indicted for gambling. as arrested for operating a uh... a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a Dallas. It was on the fringe of the Indian territory. Spotted been at home with desparados, desparados, and there are do wells for years. Holiday's activities and denison are unknown, no arrest records and no records of opening to Dennis office there either. New Year's Eve 1873 found a little time to stop back and Dallas for a shootout. The Dallas weekly herald provided the details. Dr.

holiday and Mr. Austin, a saloon keeper, relieved the monotony of the noise of firecrackers by taking a couple of shots at each other yesterday afternoon. The cheerful note to the peaceful six-shooter is heard once more among us. Both shooters were arrested. The cheerful note was fucking this guy's lunatic right in this. That was a very weird tone for a shootout. Yesterday things were going great downtown and then they got even better. It was a nice tranquil evening full of men shooting at each other and

blood flowing and scold being peedled off of the brains. January 18th, 1974 John Henry Dock holiday charged with assault with intent to murder. Week later on January 25th, he tried and quit it because this is the Wild West. And two gunslingers drawn down on each other, you know, just wasn't a big deal. Wasn't that uncommon? You know, just bulls will be bulls. Just some southern bulls have a little carefree fun. John left for an even rougher tax of town in 1874, Fort Griffin flat. Donne Doc had been told that in little towns, you know,

that grew up around military posts, such as this one, men were willing to take chances and had the opportunity to make some money, you know, doing some gambling there. That winter, one of the more promising spots seemed to be Fort Griffin flat. It's probably a little village. It's still just a, you know, a little bit below Fort Griffin, one of the armies outposts and cluster of forts on the central plains of of Tejas Doc holiday with his Respectable reputation wasted in Dallas saloons and gambling houses took the stage west along the military roads And then this post was crude, but neat and when Doc reached it it was home to troops from the 10th calvary cavalry and the 11th Infantry and one old timer described the town this way, which is man paints quite a picture

Fault Griffin when I arrived there was a toughest place I'd ever seen. I believe there were eight or 10 saloons there. Then in addition, there were several dance halls, the B. High Saloon and dance hall was the main one, lured women in festive these places. And all of them had their little huts of shanties, which sproled along the bank of the clear folk of the Brussels River. Classic Wild West town man, love it.

Ladies of ill repute guns firing off the middle town, shitty warm whiskey being pounded by the gallon money flowing around the ferro tables. Man, build Westworld already somebody. I'm fucking ready to go. There are Buffalo hunters, bullwackers, soldiers, cow punchers. It's actually a term I saw in it. What's article? There's some cow punches. What's he do? He punches cattle. That would be Ike cattle punch McClannister. And he he's punched probably 400, maybe even 500 had a cattle in the past few months. He's knocked out several.

There are Indians gamblers, tuffs, refined businessmen, fallen women. That was a term you see a lot back then, a fallen woman. Just somebody who had sex out of wedlock. Mingland, you know, one common herd on the streets and in business houses. They're just hustling in Bustlund.

Doc stayed in Fort Griffin in 1875, and that year he was arrested in Fort Griffin for playing at the Game of Cards at a house used for retailing spiritual liquor. Doc would later claim that some of the outlaws in Tombstone were part of the old Fort Griffin gang, such as Curly Bill Brocious. And that's those cowboys in the gang, man. Curly Bill some of the outlaws in tombstone were part of the old Fort Griffon gang such as Curly Bill brosius And that's those cowboys in the gang man Curly Bill head of the cowboys in the movie tombstone man the man who killed sheriff red

White again, I love how much accuracy there actually happens to be in tombstone When Curly he curly bill meets doc in tombstone in the movie, you know, there's that scene where he clearly knows him and that's Based in truth after stopping in another few forts recalls spending part of 1875 in Denver. According to this scenario, Doc dealt cards for John A. Bav in Denver through the rest of 1875 and then he joined a fresh invoice of Denver Gamblers who arrived in Cheyenne, Wyoming on February 5th, 1876. John Charles Thompson claimed that Doc was there as well, writing in his history of Cheyenne, run out of Texas because of his lethal propensities.

The platinum-blown desporado tried Colorado, extinguished several gunmen there, came to Cheyenne and did right well at gambling. The reputation of his dowel, misanthrope, with death gnawing on his lungs, caused him to be unchallenged here. Jeff Carl, the town marshal, regarded him dowel-ly. But courageous, though the town marshal, regarded him Gowaly. But courageous through the big, oh, excuse me. But

courageous though, the big office of was, he didn't choose to take on a killer of holidays, ruthless character. So you can see by 1876, man, he's clearly earning that reputation that we know of him today as, you know, like the man not to be trifled with, you know, the reputation that led him to winning the bonus vote to become today's suck. After Wyoming, some biographers believed Dr. Joined the Black Hills Gold Rush moved to Deadwood for a time.

One view claimed that he remained in Deadwood until spring 1877 when he returned to Cheyenne and Denver and route back to Texas while another returned Dr. Denver with Colorado Statehood in August 1876 where he remained until early 1877, gambling under the name Tom Key. Another view claims he made it to Billion's Montana, opened up a candy shop where the candy would have traces of acid that would erode the enamel of customers' teeth. And then once they had a mouthful of cavities,

they'd need some dentures and just, ah, holiday is right there to double dip, right? Trading cavities and pulling teeth, making all that tooth scratch, right? Trading cavities and polinties, making all that tooth scratch, right? Making that a nambled doe. I'm the only one who has that view of Doc's wear about since I just made that shit up. And by the way, the couple murders referred to earlier,

it is interesting, man, that, you know, like, who knows how many people this guy killed? Because, you know, he wasn't totally a name, you know, early on in his kind of, being a little bit of an outlaw. And sadly, there were just so many shootings and so many people getting killed back then, they really didn't keep track of everything that well. So, Big Nose Kate shows back up in Doc's life in 1876, now going by the name Kate Elder.

She's fine for prostitution using that name in the summer 1874 in Wichita, which saw Kansas. Bessie Earp, wife of James Erp, and Sally Erp, who was the consort of Wyatt Erp at that time from Peoria, Illinois, were also arrested. 1875, Kate had left Wichita for Dodge City, where she went to go work at a dance hall in brothel. And then she made a back to St. Louis,

where she would claim to run into Doc, while no marriage certificate exists. She would later claim that she married Doc on May 25th, 1876. I doubt it. For reasons that aren't clear, dock and Kate travel separately for roughly the next year. They would always have a very kind of complicated to mulch you as relationship.

While the details of exactly what crimes he committed around this time are hard to verify, he was earning enough of a reputation as an outlaw that the Pinkerton agency, excuse me, came looking for him. Members of the holiday family later claimed that summer that Pinkerton agents called on the John Styles holiday household back in Georgia, asking for photographs, John Henry,

and that one of the girls quickly removed his picture from the family album, hit it under her dress before handing over the album to the agents. So this incident did occur. The reason will never know, never revealed. So maybe the Pinkerton's Raffer doc, because he cut some dudes fucking face up, almost killed him that year in Denver.

Because that happened. The time of Doc Holliday's death in 1887, one of the newspaper obituaries, a mentioned in 1876 fight between Doc and another gambler named Bud Ryan, in which Doc slash Ryan with a knife and according to the report, Doc, quote, was acquired modest man with a smile

that was childlike and bland. But one night he electrified the town by nearly cutting the head off of Bed Ryan, a well-known Denver gambler. So damn, that was a serious bar fight, man. When you almost cut some dudes head off, and crazy that it really didn't seem to make the local news when it happened, you know, shows up in the obituary. I think they would make national news today if somebody

just, you know, almost cut somebody's head off. I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. By January, uh, 1877, Doc was back in Dallas and there were two gun fights in Dallas within a matter of days after he returned, possibly coincidence. Also possible. He was involved in one of both. The former dentist was now a hardened professional gambler. John C. Jacobs, who'd meet him later that year at Fort Griffin, remembered him as follows. This fellow holiday was a consumptive and hard drinker, but neither licker know the bugs seem to face him. He could at times be the most genteel, affable chap you ever saw.

And at other times he was sour and silly, and would just assume cut your throat with a villainous look and knife he always carried, or your throat with a villainous look at knife. He always carried or shoot you with a 41 caliber double barrel danger. He always kept in his VS pocket. Doc may have also visited Fort Worth San Antonio, other points south, West Dallas in 1877. On July 4th, 1877, Holliday had an altercation with another gambler named Henry Con, a relative of Dallas's prominent cloders And he came to son of a bitch candy mom fucking independent day, right?

You heard me. That's right. He came to me took a can out and just fucking beat him in the street Which apparently was a Southern tradition because it was written about in this one article is is he Re as him reviving his Southern tradition of just fucking beating the shit out of someone with a stick Well, the police intervened hauled both men off of the end of court, and then they were fined and let go. That's, you could just, you could take a stick and just beat the shit out of somebody. In the middle of the street, and the police were like, all right, all right,

it's just come down to the courthouse, you're $10 and then you're on your way. Please don't beat anybody with a stick anymore today. I don't fucking crazy as that, man. You could just go back in time with just a lot of money. You could just like do crazy shit and just keep paying fines. Okay, stop killing people. You killed four people today.

I'm gonna have to double your fines. Well, later that same day, the two dudes meet again, con to not appreciate being cained any shot holiday. And seriously wounded him, took him a little bit to recover. Of course he came back and shot him, man. He got his bass, but he was a cane. That's painful and embarrassing. The cause of dispute escaped documentation, but a form of the story did make the papers on July 7th, Dallas, a daily hailed reported, our reporter was told in Fort

Worth yesterday that a young man named Doc holiday, well known in this city, was shot and killed at Breckenridge last Wednesday by a young man named Khan. Well, the report was wrong reports clearly reports of docs's demise had been greatly exaggerated. Doc recovered and was arrested again for gambling in Dallas in September and headed back for Fort Griffin. When you got back, he opened an account at Smith's bar in Fort Griffin on September 14th, 1877.

And within a week, he had amassed a liquor bill of $120 while spending just over $20 total for room and meals during the same time. Oh, that is hilarious. That is definitely the dog holiday from Tombstone. You just, wow, I've not yet begun to do the foul myself. He and Kate Elder also reunited in Fort Griffin, lived a type of crazy life to pick the once again

in Tombstone. Here's a story about one of their nights in Fort Griffin told by someone who watched a few nights of Doc's gambling endeavors. I remember well one instance where a lot of money changed hands. And Lottie Dino combing about $3,000 ahead, winning it all from Doc holiday to be half.

It seems that Holiday had won over $3,000 in the layout from Mark Fogarty, who operated the gambling result. When Lottie Dino, who was lookout for Fogarty, promises to holiday that she'd be given a who was lookout for Fogody promises to holiday that she'd be given a chance to recoup Fogody's losses. Holiday agreed to this and the game was resumed with a $50 limit. The game did not last very long for Loddy Denno, copped every bet.

And left Doc holiday completely strapped for the time being at least, for he was not one who let Poe Luck get him down and keep him there. He got into a poker game the very next night and won hundred dollars in a diamond ring from an army officer stationed at the fort. Just the fucking crazy. These guys just, you know, making fortunes for the time, losing them, and just whatever, just going on, just drinking and gambling, just again, it's like out of a movie. Another story of Fort Griffin, some more doc holiday drama, claimed that Kate grew jealous of local gambling hole owner and former prostitute, this louded dental, and one night Kate accused her of trying gambling whole owner and former prostitute, this louded dental.

And one night, Kate accused her of trying to steal her man. And supposedly, Laudie sprang their feet, use a pistol, shoutin'. Why, you low down slink and slut? If I should step in soft cow manure, I would not even clean my boot or not best it. I'll show you a thing or two. And then both Laudie and Kate drew weapons.

Doesn't say if it was guns or knives, but I love the drew weapons. And I guess bloodshed was only avoided by Doc Holliday stepping in between him. That's fucking crazy. Again, just wild, wild times back then. Doc and Kate take a break from Fort Griffin. At some point in 1877, he had to do a rato

across the Rio Grande in Piedras and Niggress. Gamble and working a bit as a dentist in Mexico, and then back to Fort Griffin to accumulate some more good stories like this one. This is one of my favorite stories this episode. It's just so bananas. Doc decided to put some money on a foot race between two men in Fort Griffin in 1877 and then a little drama kicked off when he caught wind that the man he needed to win a foot race

that he needed to win, you know, that man he had money on started to have second thoughts. Well a local named Sam Dietrich, a one-armed freighter, fancied himself a racer. So the gamblers brought in a character called Sugarfoot to go up against. And I said man versus man, uh, kind of. Sugarfoot was also known as Bojangles. One-on-man versus three-legged one-eyed dog, classic Wild West man and dog race. Actually the sport of Greyhound Racing did come out of the Wild West boom town sport of men racing dogs.

Used to be two, three dogs going up against two, three men, usually cowboys, and the cowboys were allowed. As long as it was on the run to shoot the dogs, they've raised against to make a little more fair, and the dogs were trained to be especially vicious and to attack the cowboys before they could draw down on them. I guess it was some real just kind of cool shit to watch. It was crazy, just like some mad max kind of wild west hybrid shit that actually never

happened because I made it up and that was fun to make that up. But a one-arm man named Dietrich really did race against a man named Sugarfoot, which I just think is interesting. And men really did bet on this race. And the gamblers bet heavily on Dietrich against their own man, even sugarfoot quietly placed bets on Dietrich, so he's gonna throw the race. And then Doc Holliday,

drives, comes up, shows up in a wagon, and a witness named Baldwin recalled, he stepped over and said, boss, what kind of race is this? I've got a lot of money to bet on this. And they said, you know, it's up, it's going, and they tell him the deal, and he said, my dear sugarfoot could win this race. And you clearly knew that sugar foot,

you know, was it was going to take a fall? And he said, sugar foot, you know, you could. Sugar foot, who again was planning to throw the race. You know, like the other guy, Lou said, I don't know. And then Doc stepped over to his wagon, picked up a double barrel shotgun and said, boys, you know, the-foot can beat Dietrich and can win it. There are 16 buck shot in each barrel and I'm going to empty it into sugar-foot if he don't win it. And then sugar-foot ran, I'm guessing the fastest he'd ever ran in his life. And he destroyed Dietrich and easily won the race.

And then Doc walked over to collect his money and said, I know he could beat him. Yeah, that's Doc Holliday. 1878, Doc would meet Wyatt Earp and Fort Griffin. The man he'd help out numerous times in gun fights, including the infamous showdown at the okay corral. The man he become lifelong friends with. Doc also found time to stab another poker player in Fort Griffin. And again, this is for the tombstone people. You remember that scene from tombstone when he stabs that guy at the card table? Now, why Ed Bailey? You look like you're about

ready to bust. And then, you know, the doc calls Bailey and the hand beats him again and says, isn't that a daisy? And a little later, after a holiday reveals his gun when Bailey tries to, you know, starts yelling at him and cursing at him. Uh, uh, Bailey says guns don't scare,

or Bailey says guns don't scare me. While without those guns, you ain't nothing but a skinny lunger. And then Doc says his guns on on the table, it says, Ed, what an ugly thing to say. I deplore uglyness. Why Ed? If I thought you weren't my friend,

I just don't think I could bear it. And then he puts his guns on the table, you know, there. Now we can be friends again. And then Ed rushes holiday in Hollywood, just fucking turns it and stabs him right in the ribs. Well, turns out maybe that was not as Hollywood as I once thought. Doc really did stab a man at a car table named Ed Bailey over a poker disagreement and did stab him right there in the ribs where the film depicted it. So again, man, you know, like the movie. And

also like the movie, he and Kate had to flee town to avoid legal trouble. And then they made it to Dodge City. That spring, Doc and Ken, they had it north of Sweetwater. From there, took the wagon to Dodge City, Kansas, where they met up with white Erp, who would end up killing a man as a deputy marshal in Dodge City. Dodge City in 1878 had a reputation for wildness and violence. So of course, Doc felt right at home. Doc arrived as the town was preening himself for the cattle season. 16 saloons, ranging from upscale operation,

such as the long branch, and the alamo to southside dives Dodge seemed primed primed for profit for a man like doc holiday and he decided he'd stay a while so he set up his old Dennis office. He sent For his old Dennis supplies had them you know shipped up from Texas where his chair was and was chair arrives in June He posted the following notice in the Dodge City Times saying John H. Holliday dentist very respectfully office his Professional Services to the citizens citizens of Dodge City and Surrounding County during the summer Holiday apparently initially behaved himself in Dodge City because his name did not show up and either the press or in the police court records

Bat Master's in yeah, we remember him the guy was always writing about doc who first met doc in Dodge Provided perhaps the most familiar portrait of doc in his in his 1907 human life series Master Sin, remember him? The guy who was always writing about Doc, who first met Doc in Dodge, provided perhaps the most familiar portrait of Doc in his 1907 human life series. He was a slim of build and salo of complexion, standing almost five feet ten inches and weighing no more than 130 pounds. His eyes were of a pale blue and his mustache was thin and of a sandy hue. I guess that was describing him while he was in Dodge. See, Doc does end up saving white's life in Dodge City,

cementing that lifelong friendship. White Irp later say, I'm a friend of Doc holiday because when I was a city marshal of Dodge City, Kansas, he came to my rescue and saved my life when I was surrounded by desparados. In a more dramatic statement, Ghost Written for him,

Irp said that Doc, saw a man be drawn on me behind my back. Look out, why? He shouted. While the words were coming out of his mouth, he adjurked his pistol out of his pocket and shot the other fellow before the latter could fire. Despite opening the dentist's office and seemingly enjoying his staying diversity, Doc and Kate do head out again at the end of 1878. Man, the guy was always on the go. The decision to move may have been based on an August 6, 1878 decision

by the town council to outlaw gambling. I'm guessing I had a lot to do with it. Also gambling opportunities, you know, just declined at the end of cattle season, was as many cowboys for the frame to take their money. And then doc on himself would later claim that he left town because he was falsely accused of burglary. The real reason probably his consumption though. K-later claimed that she and Doc left Dodge for Las Vegas, New Mexico, to take advantage

of the famous Monosuma hot springs near the town that was already becoming a mecca for consumptives. He was not a healthy man at this time. He looked very sickly and incessantly coughed. Doc was moving into the second phase of consumption while he was in Kansas. His voice was beginning to develop a deep horseless as a result of throat ulcers that would periodically make it difficult for him to speak above a whisper or even eat. His cough became more severe, constant, debilitating, producing a thick dark mucus of greenish hue

with yellow streaks laced with pus. Sounds terrible. The cough was attended by hectic fever that rose and fell with an accelerating pulse rate. The fever contributed to a ready complexion sometimes that would seem deceptively healthy and then would alternate back and forth between that and a death-like paleness. And again, the movie, they fucking nailed it. It was a very pale Valcomers portrayal.

He and Kate initially took the train as far as Trinidad, Colorado, and according to Bat Masterson, within a week from the time Doc reached Trinidad, Doc had shot and seriously wounded a young sport by the name of Kid Colton or Kid Dalton over a very trivial matter. I'm masters in claim that it was this incident that forced Doc to move on yet again. And again, rumors of incidents like this one would be attributed to Doc more and more frequently until he got too sick with TB to draw down on anyone anymore.

Doc and Kate then settled at Montezuma hot springs in Gellinas Canyon, a few miles northwest of the town's plaza where there was a spa. Once Doc's tuberculosis seemed under control again and whether permitted Doc and Kate moved into quarters on the Plaza in Las Vegas, a new Mexico. Las Vegas was a stable well established community. Doc and Kate went to there and was perhaps the quietest environment they had known in years. Later when his health got a little better Doc opened up an office near the Plaza in a building that also housed a tubercular a young jeweler named William Leonard. Unfortunately,

the territorial legislature passed a law against gambling that winner. And on March 8, 1879, you know, about that Doc was fined with $25 because he did keep a gaming table called Monty, and then he and Kate were out. No gambling, no doc holiday. You know, not gonna let me gamble. All right, I'll find a new town. He headed north toward the end of the track for the railroad being built in New Mexico where he caught the train Dodge City and he left without Kate. She chose to remain in New Mexico in the little globe,

a little town called Globe, New Mexico, for reasons unknown. Well, once back in Dodge in 1879, Doc assists that Masterson and the organization of a group of fighters for the Atcherton, Topeka and Santa Fe Railroad. Sheriff Masterson and received a telegram from officers of the Atcherton, Topeka and Santa Fe Railroad at Cain and City asking if he would bring a posse

of men to assist in defending the workmen on that road from the attacks of Denver and Rio Grande, men who were again endeavoring to capture the long contested pastor to Canyon. So this is crazy, man. It's like a railroad fight, which reminds me of a Western TV show I got pretty into for a while called Hell on Wheels, and it just, you know, which was about all this crazy shit that went on with 19th century building on the railroads, head west, you know, because they're going to virtually lawless territory.

Lawless in the sense of just wasn't enough cavalry and sheriffs and deputies to defend all the little outposts, bringing up as railroad tycoons, competing to become the first to connect the east and west coasts, make piles and piles of money, taking people out west, bringing gold and other goods back east. And so they would just form these like possees, which are just like private security, I guess, you know, with the nicest way to refer to them, just a gang a gang will be the worst in these guys would sometimes like have to fight fucking posses from other railroads if they were trying to sabotage their road, just craziness. So holiday does that for a while for batmasters and then he heads back to New Mexico, settles

in the little railroad town of Otero, North Las Vegas. The town had a boom town flavor that he liked. He settled into a dental practice once again. And then that spring, Otero got bypassed by the railroad. So it's no longer the spot to be. It almost gets literally boxed up, I guess. Almost the whole town. And they just basically ship it to Santa Fe to be reassembled at Las Vegas.

And so Doc follows. Doc saw opportunity in Las Vegas and opened up a saloon. Las Vegas had more than its fair share of gamblers, con men, whore stugs and vagrants. All the usual flotsum that followed boom camps among them was a former army scout from the fifth cavalry named Mike Gordon who I guess had a weakness for women. And one night on July 19th, this Gordon character got drunk, it was rejected by a woman. He then flew into a rage, started shooting his pistol around as people did back then. You know, in the middle of fucking town,

apparently one of the bullets, according to a later account, again, by Master's and whizzed a couple of inches from holiday's head and went crashing through a window with the rear of the room. Well, then Doctor of his gun, rushed to the front door, saw Gordon standing on the sidewalk with the revolver in his hand, Gordon raised his revolver to fire a second time,

but before he could pull the trigger, Doc had shot him dead. Doc was never charged as an incident, but was charged over the next few months with a few gambling crimes. Also worth noting, during that summer holiday, may have played cards, I think this is awesome, with Jesse James and Billy the Kid,

as they are both were reportedly in town between July 26th and the 29th, even having dinner together with other locals at the new Las Vegas hotel at Monizuma hot springs man that's the coolest wild west dinner ever Jesse James billy the kid doc holiday. Then white erpa also took off for Las Vegas in 1879 leaving his position as law man and Dodge City. Erp headed west with a young woman named Maddie Blaylock his brother Jim and and Jim's family, Jim Urb not in the movie, Tombstone. As he was not a law man or gunfighter, he was a saloon keeper, lesser known, Urb brother.

Maddie was in the film and her character, a serious opiate addict hooked on Lodnam, as to who I got the inspiration to add Lodnam, that little line to that bit I did on my don't like the bear comedy special, talking about like old timey doctory doctors just a whiskey a lot of them saw all inspired by tombstone. After why it arrives in Las Vegas he and his crew and doc and Kate moved to Prescott, a town that proved to be interesting to both John Henry and Kate. The move can do a hotel while the earth party looked for their brother Virgil. But when the earth clan pulled out for tombstone in mid November, doc and Kate initially stayed behind.

Doc was now completely done with being a dentist, his consumption most likely made that impossible. You know, people don't want to get their teeth worked on, have their mouth open with some dude, fucking coughing all over their face. He made no effort to establish a dental office there, or anywhere else, rest of his days. He was a professional gambler now anyway.

And he found his place on whiskey row, Prescott's gambling district, passed in the winter there with Kate. And then Dock received a letter from White Earp, urging him to come to Tombstone. Doc and Kate quarreled over the letter as she told him that she would not go to Tombstone, Arizona. Saying, if you're gonna tie yourself to the Earp Brothers,

so go for it. I'm going to Globe. And again, she's referring to Globe, it's Globe Arizona. I said it, New Mexico earlier, I was wrong. Globe Arizona. Another little mining camp, excuse me, found in 1875. She said the doc replied, all right, I will be in globe in a few days too. I don't think

you, I will lock it in tombstone anyway. They traveled as far as the little stage coach stop of Gillette together and then part of company, Doc going to tombstone, okay, going to globe. And then she, you know, she later added, you know, I didn't hear from Doc for quite some time. Doc didn't stay in Vegas long for his initial trip, and ended up actually, he did stay there long enough, excuse me, to get into another gun fight with a man named Charlie White. Everywhere he goes, talk of him in another gun fight. While in town, Doc learned the white was working

as a bartender in Old Town, Saloon, and they'd had previous run-ins going back to Dodged City, and they did not care for each other. It's a bad blood in between them. A witness to the shootout described what happened saying, Doc entered the saloon with the cocked revolving his hand and began hostilities at once, without previously making his presence known. White was in the act of serving some thirsty customers, but recognizing his old enemy from Dodged

City, he ducked behind the bar just in time, with the customers ducking to the floor. White emerged with a sick shooter and the duel began and did earnest. Many shots being exchanged in short distance without effect. Now the meeting was so sudden that both participants were evidently somewhat off their custom good marksmanship. But finally white did drop to the floor and a holiday thought that he got him. He fulfilled his mission in Las Vegas and he just left. And then a doctor was called at once for white and it was found that while the bullet

did hit him It just grazed him and it'd been so near his spine I guess it kind of stunned him temporarily and then he was up and around in a couple of hours and just as good as ever Now I've read a lot about Wild West gun fights just in my adult life and it is amazing How often something like this happens? Two dudes get new shoot out one dude assumes he kills the other man and then he just takes off and And the other guy actually lives never checks. I remember one story about the same two dudes who got into three separate Showdowns over a few years time now one of the guys thought he killed the other guy the first two shootouts

But that's but that's that other guy lived through both of those and then the third shootout the guy That you know lost the first two rounds, kills the first guy, kills him dead. And I asked the moral of that story is, if you ever get into a shootout and the other guy goes down, take a moment to walk over and make sure he's dead before you leave, because he could come back to kill you. He obviously has an axe to grind. You've been shooting each other.

Doc left Las Vegas and most likely returned to Prescott, moving into a boarding house on Monizuma Street, still without Kate, still writing letters, probably romantic ones to his cousin back in Georgia. Guess in his cousin love, may have had something to do with, you know, he and Kate's on again, off again, relationship, or, you know, maybe he just couldn't handle her giant nose. Sometimes, and he just needed a break so he could sleep to the night without, you know, old Katie Chainsaw, Snauz,uz you know snorring away all the time back in press got dock shared quarters

with Richard e Elliott a minor in temperance advocate john j gospel secretary of Arizona territory now he gambled he also met john hb hand a politician who you can also see portrayed in the tombstone movie the greatest movie of all time and And in Prescott, Doc Heard, Constant Talk of all the money to be made, the mining boom town of Tombstone, and town that just had the richest silver strike Arizona had ever seen. And late that summer of 1880, Doc left Prescott,

most likely in August, pausing in Tucson before moving on to Tombstone in September and reuniting with Wyatt. And once in Tombstone, the liquor and gambling houses became holidays homes. Though it still had to look and feel of a newly born mining camp, Tombstone boasted a more urban and stable business community than most boom towns. They were not only plushed the loons, but also fine hotels, a public library, a jaygo,

tree and company, cigar store, complete with the carpeted and well decorated, reading room, there was a school under construction, there was also free mason's, the aluminati, space lizards had already invaded the town. Of course, they did. The silver mine broke into one of their underground lizard layers. There was a brass band, a minors union, a minors hospital, the home dramatic association, the tombstone social club, a fire department, two daily newspapers, a variety of other social and political clubs, Not long after holidays settled in, these San Francisco exchange predicted that Tombstone was destined within a year or two to be

an important as place as led veil of a genius city. I've been to Virginia City, that's a cool town in Northern Nevada if you ever get a chance to go. A very cool looking old Wild West town that they've kind of kept up very, very nicely. It was also a culturally diverse population and included Hispanics, Chinese, Irish, other immigrants. It was a volatile mix, real potential for trouble,

Fred White, the 32 year old town Marshall had his hands full, fights, shootings, and killings gave the town with George W. Parsons called a hard reputation. Now I will say that the movie Tombstone took a pretty big liberty with the casting of the character Fred White. In real life, he's 32 years old when Doc Arise and Town. The movie's about 65, which I guess just made it more dramatic when Curly Bill would shoot him down in the street.

By the time Doc Arise, White and Virgil, or Laman, and they've already had some run-ins with the Cowboys and raised Hell in Town, you know. The Cowboys were a gang of sorts of Rob, cattle, stagecoaches, all sorts of stuff. They were the gang that would come back for some serious vengeance later. The herbs had arrested a few cowboys for some cattle, even. The herbs history in this town is interesting for a few years. They'd be lommons sometimes, then they'd be accused of certain things sometimes.

Yeah, just like weird how people just kind of like a game of musical chairs or something or just, I don't know, with analogy I'm trying to think of, but sometimes the same guy who would be the sheriff would be, you know, the town fucking crook the next year. Anyway, Doc settled in the town initially as a Pharaoh dealer. He also got into a gun and fist fight with local bartender, Milton E. Joyce shortly after arriving. Of course he did.

Too many got into a fight in the street where a close range Doc shot him in the hand and then Joyce smashed Doc in the head with a pistol hard enough for someone. This is the thing you killed him. Doc did survive and was charged with assault with the deadly weapon with intent to kill in the end of pay $20 fine and $11.25 in court costs. Jesus later in tombstone the scene where curly bill got drunk and started firing his gun around and then sheriff white tried to disarm him only to be shot really did happen So Sheriff White is killed by Curly Bill white Morgan and Virgil Urb Really were there to grab Curly Bill and put him in jail and the movie Curly Bill gets out just a few days later and

Yeah, and in real life he spent more time behind bars But did get released due to the shooting being attributed to an accident rather than murder and again, man Unbelievable how many people would shoot each other and then just get like, let off, acquitted, small fine, like the movie, there really were all those cowboy gang members like Johnny Ringo. I clanton, remember him, if you've seen that, loud dogs don't go around here. Loud dogs don't go around here. Even Johnny Tyler played by Billy Bob Thornton was a real dude, why at URP really did physically drag Johnny Tyler out of a saloon at one point. Doc and the URP worked all sorts of jobs, mining claims, gambling, security,

you know, all sorts of things. Unlike the movie, Doc dig into a fair amount of legal trouble in Tombstone, charged with various crimes, ready to fire and his gun, drunkenly in town, participating in shootouts, even charged with attempting to rob the US mail and murder. These charges were dismissed for lack of evidence. There would also be rumors that the herbs were involved in some of these crimes. White herb was, you know, not quite the law,

body, and citizen in real life that he was portrayed as in the movie. You know, again, it wasn't that simple as the herb brothers were in dock with the good guys and the cowboys were the bad guys. Why it was even arrested by his own brother, Virgil once in Tombstone, for disturbing the peace and fighting in violation of city ordinance. These guys were just all fucking nuts.

You know, one day they're lawmen, the next day they're pulling a gun on someone for insult them at a poker game. It was anarchy in these towns at this time. Doc's lady, big nose Kate eventually makes it to tombstone, gets arrested several times for altercations with other women and for basically being a drunken mess in public just being a human shit show. She was arrested once returning her head so fast. She turned her head excuse me too fast and she knocked out an elderly woman with her with

her baby arm nose. So you know that probably wasn't as fair. She can't help but if you know she heard a loud noise she turned her head quake and knocked some lady down. All right, maybe that didn't happen. Interesting to me was finding out that part of Kate and Doc's relationship troubles at the time revolved around Kate hating the Eurps.

This is very unlike the movie. She hated that Doc was friendly with men she considered to be legal gangsters. Kate would always talk poorly about the Eurps. She would go on to accuse them later in life of hiring someone to kill her, accuse them of robbing a stagecoach, being involved in murders.

After a year or so, in Tumes,stone, thanks to a variety of charges against him, possible murders that have never been confirmed in several altercations that were witness, Doc has now recognized as is one of the more dangerous men in dangerous town. He really was the bad motherfucker you see in the movie Tombstone. People were, you know, nervous around the guy. And he was also healthier in Tombstone than he'd been in years. The air and climate of Tombstone really kind of

kept his tuberculosis at bay for a little while. And then there is the most famous Doc holiday Tombstone story. His involvement in the shootout at the okay corral on October 26, 1881. Well, on the morning of October 5, I plan a lot of dogs don't go around here. And Tom McClaury came into Tombstone for supplies.

Over the next 24 hours, the two men had several violent run-ins with the herbs and their old friend, Doc Holliday, around 1.30 p.m. on October 26, Ike's brother, Billy, wrote in the town to join them along with Frank McClory and Billy Clairborn. The first person they met in a local saloon was Doc Holliday, who was delighted to inform them that their brothers had been pistol whipped by the Erbs. Well Frank and Billy immediately leave the saloon, vowing revenge. Within around 3 p.m. the Erbs and holiday spot the five members of the clan, McLeary gang, some of those cowboys in a vacant lot behind the okay corral at the end of Fremont

Street. They approach the men with doc, you know, the men and doesn't take long before shots or fire. The famous gun fight that ensued lasted all of about 30 seconds during which time around 30 shots were fired. And though it's still debated who fired the first shot. Most reports say the shootout began when Virgil, erp pulled out his revolver shot Billy Klan point blank in the chest while doc holiday almost simultaneously fired a shotgun blast to Tom Mclaurie's chest. Uh, though, whyop, uh, Wyatt Earp, excuse me, wounded Frank Mclaurie, another Mclaurie with a shot in the stomach.

Frank managed to get off a few shots before collapsing as did Billy Clan. When the dust cleared, Billy Clan and Mclaurie brothers were dead and Virgil and Morgan Earp and dog holiday were wounded. I Claire, I Claireborn and Claire, uh, I Clan, excuse me, and Claireborn had run for the hill. So again, just like, uh, I really born and clerk, I cland, excuse me, and clerk born had run for the hill. So again, just like I really does in the movie, Sheriff John B. Hand of Cochise County, who witnessed the shootout charge the herbs and holiday with murder. A month later, however, a tombstone judge, well, Spicer found the men not guilty, really that they were fully justified in committing these homicides.

And that would be a component of contention for the Cowboys as well. It was never specified what kind of relation but supposedly this judge this well spicer was related uh... to the iris that he just found not guilty uh... you know and it's again boys will be boys no no big will just a shootout middle town no need for anyone to go to jail or anything for a bunch murders uh... in december eighteen one uh... revenge starts coming back on the iris from the cowboys violent

virgill urp is ambushed shot in his arm his arm is permanently injured several cowboys are suspected of the shooting uh... why it then takes over his deputy martial in january of eighteen eighty two the famous omelhuckleberry scene uh... from tombstone actually does take place cowboy badass gunslinger johnny ringo really does challenge white herp to a shoot out and doc holiday really does step in for his friend.

And in one witness account of the incident, he says, I'm your Huckleberry. When he's talking about, you know, being challenged to a gunfight and why it's, you know, like that. And then Doc holiday is supposed to do the same. That's just my game, you know. Holiday is also rumored to say after the gunfight is broken up, all I want of you is a 10 pace of some of the street. Dude was fearless.

In March of 1882, Morgan Erp is shot and killed while playing pool. And again, the Cowboys are blamed for this murder. And then week or so later, Virgil and his wife Allie attempt to leave town on the train and two Cowboys Frank still well and I clanton tried to ambush them. Why it is there kills still well

with the shotgun blast, Doc Holiday is there as well. Following this judge and Tucson issues arrest warrants for both Wyatt and Doc Holiday for the murder of still well with the shotgun blast dog holiday is there as well following this judge and Tucson issues arrest warrants for both Wyatt and doc holiday for the murder of still well. And doc takes off with Wyatt and a few other men to track down and kill other members of the cowboy gang. You know, that he feels responsible for killing his brother Morgan and shooting his brother Virgil just like in the movie tombstone, the allegedly kill of Florentino crews, one of the cowboys.

Then a few days later, ambush several cowboys, camped out at iron springs and a huge shootout in Sioux's and why it mows down curly bill. Again, just like to some man, sadly, just like the movie neither Doc nor Wyatt are able to track down Ike Clinton, the man who probably killed Morgan, however, Ike was shot and killed in a separate incident just a few years later. I guess you got his justice in a different way. May 15th, 1882, holidays arrested in Denver on the Tucson warrant for murdering Frank Stillwell. And then when Wyatt learns of these charges

and fears his friend is not gonna receive a fair trial in Arizona, Erp asses old buddy, Bat Masterson. We talked about him numerous times now that was currently the chief of police and Trinidad Colorado to help get holiday released and Masterson does so. He draws up some bullshit charges to hold him there and then takes holiday to Pueblo

Colorado and then just releases a Monbonne a couple weeks later. Again so easy to get out of murder charges back then. On May 15th, 1882, holidays long time enemy Johnny Ringo is found dead under a low fork of a large tree in West Turkey Creek Valley in the Arizona territory. He had a large bullet hole in his right temple and a revolver's found hanging from a finger of his hand. His death was ruled as a suicide. But, according to the book, I married White Erp, which author and collector Glen Boyer claims to have assembled from manuscripts written by Erp's third wife, Josephine Marcus Erp. That's the woman portrayed in the movie Tombstone.

By the way, is the Ageless Beauty, or that, you know, by the Ageless Beauty, it can be Dana Delaney. She was the actress that came to town. Well, Erp and Holiday traveled Arizona with some friends in early July, found Ringo in the valley, and killed him. Historians don't generally believe this account, but who knows? So maybe, maybe, maybe slight chance that Doc really did draw down on him out there, just out in the in the woods.

You know, just come on, come on, you're no daisy. You're no daisy at all. So maybe that happened. What definitely happened is that holidays consumption worsen greatly. And he went to Colorado, went to Colorado in his life deteriorated. Wyatt went on to live with Josephine, Kate may or may not have spent time with Doc and Colorado, Doc, you know, he went on just to kind of gamble. Possibly getting a few more gun fights and various little Colorado towns, spending the

great deal of time in Denver. And then 1886, Wyatt and holiday see each other for the last time in the lobby of the Windsor Hotel in Denver. Yeah, that little scene of Wyatt, you know, seeing Doc in the Sanitarium right before he dies from two to them, it is fabricated. In 1887, prematurely gray and badly alien, Aileen, Holliday makes his way to the hotel Glenwood,

near the hot springs of Glenwood Springs, Colorado, like a tuberculosis sanitarium. And it is here he'd die at 10 a.m. on November 8th 1887 He was only 36 a nurse was there for his last words I guess he looked at his bare feet and said this is funny and then he passed on Apparently he always thought he died with his boots on in a gunfight of some sort and at the end Yeah, he just died just died alone there. No families with him and that is is the lonely death of this western legend and that takes us out

of this time so time good job soldier made it back barely so doc holiday what a life huh uh... the slavery part and the swimming hole altercation bummer uh... i don what I expected you know, he was white plantation on a sudden pre civil war south You can't not be somewhat a product of your time. I guess not that makes it okay But it's also not like you do that shit, you know

1995 and fucking San Francisco or something. Oh overall I was really shocked at his life did really seem to match up pretty well With Val Kilmer's character in Tombstone, which is awesome. And speaking of Tombstone, let's see if we can find Lurkin in the comments section under a clip from that movie, a couple of itts of the internet. Itts of the internet.

Itts of the internet. Itts of the internet. All right, so under a clip of doc holiday meeting johnny ringo the famous scene where a drunk holiday twirls is cut mok and johnny ringo twirl and his gun almost every comment is someone praising the movie i love it you know there's not too much idiot golden this in this he has read is is a civility there's people treat other wants to speak to you and this is his here for

it uh... fields fields right uh... but then uh... mario Mario Savilla posts hispanics for Trump. Why, why, what do people do that? All right, you love Trump. That's good for you. And by the way, this isn't about, it's Trump, it's just about like any politician. Like what do you fucking do?

And the clip has nothing to do with politics. It's like good for you. But why, why are you, are you just doing that to start arguments? Of course you are, just to be a party crasher, you know Mario wants to take your politics to hell out of tombstone, man We're here for doc holiday not to talk about the only thing the media seems to give you right now about which is the White House Yeah, I just always hate it when like everyone's having like a front time I give us so many comments

I'm like love this movie. It's the best and all of a sudden someone's like politics. Let's throw that in there Well after this comment, it's like a hundred more love fest comments, talking about, you know, stuff like how Kilmer should have won 10 Oscars for his performance, agreed. Then someone else takes a shit on the parade. User Don Stone posts, dumbest scene ever in the history of Westerns. No one signed autographs in the 19th century,

and Wyatt Earp was only known as a pimp and a small town deputy before the gun fight and it took several decades before fiction or fictional writers idolized why it is a hero of the old west he died before his fame was realized and he passed knowing he was a liar murderer in a front what the fuck fuck off don what are you talking about you fun killing asshole uh oh and I like no one signed autographs. Really? Actually, that's not true. No one... Well, the fuck... People make like these blanket statements like no one ever wrote their name down for another person ever, not ever. I don't know if that's true. And also, even if it was true, it's a fucking. Yeah, dumb shit. It never, it never like,

it never referenced itself as a documentary. It's a movie based on real events. Let them have fun with the scene. You have fun killing son of a bitch. You know, why can't, why can't people do that? You know Daisy, Don Stone, you know Daisy at all. It, Don was seen in the history of, of Westerns. No, it's not.

It made your props to the commentators from not responding to either don or mario man no one there's so much love in this particular comment section no one even response these trolls not even a single thumb up or some that nothing just ignore uh... got a shout out even more you know it's fun to like make fun of me but but i like that they don't know about it they don't know that we're talking about it so i want to work in curds of dipshit and then there's like a like a hundred more happy fun

comments. And then oh don donnie stone shows back up fucking donnie fun killing shit hit Donnie. He posts weak cliche soft tough guy bullshit. They should have just measured dicks and got it over with lol., not LOL. You douchebag. How about FYL? How about fuck your life? Is that an acronym? Is that some of the people's hashtag? FYL, I don't know if it should be.

I'm doing it now. FYL, Don, fuck your life. Do you even know what cliche means? It means a very predictable or unoriginal thing. There was nothing predictable about Dr. Trolley and his cup to parody Ringo. It was beautiful and a very well-constructed scene. You fucking half-wit You know it is a cliche. You're dumb shit trolling now go measure your own dick

Yeah, guessing it's somewhere under three inches when it's rock hard you idiot of the internet Hey, seriously. Why you make a dick joke without chick a deal? Oh, you leave me out of whole show. What I do? What a big deal? Why can't I talk about myer, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my boner, my Alright, you just got done it snuck him in there. He's not gonna always show up in every episode, but that was a fun Who really was Doc holiday, right? Well, he was a tough guy. He was a proud southerner He was a guy probably never was married to Kate and probably wasn't loved with his cousin Maddie He was a guy who saw his mother and older brother dive the disease. He learned that he had at a young age He's heart sick his body's dying a lot faster than it's supposed to, yet some anger issues clearly. He's mama's boy, you may have hated his father, probably hated his dad.

He was loyal to Wyatt Earp to the end, helping him kill the men who killed Wyatt's brothers. He was fearless and a man who backed down from a challenge. He was an educated man and a good dentist. He was a gambler who clearly loved the adrenaline rush. You know, they had to have given him. He was a man who seemed unafraid of death. And he was also a man with you know, not without many many faults. I guess really You know, we actually do know quite a bit about him for someone who never wrote down any of the thoughts that we have access to all those letters being gone

You know, I'm kind of glad we don't have access to him. I kind of like the mystery that surrounds him You know, I feel like when you get a mysterious historical figure like this, and you know, just all these secondhand accounts It just allows us to kind of bend him around, make him a little bit of what we want him to be. And for me, what I wanted to be is Val Kilmer in Tombstone. And I feel like I got my wish. And now it's time for some top five takeaways. Time to suck, tough, five takeaways.

Number one, Doc Holliday is rumored to have killed somewhere around 10 men or maybe never killed any He was never found guilty of murder and there are conflicting reports around all of his alleged murders mystery Number two doc was born and raised in Georgia the son and grandson of plantation owners And he'd leave his southern roots behind at the age of 21 and spend nearly the entirety of the last 15 years of his life And the wild west becoming a little less dentist and a little more outlaw each and every year Number three doc holiday may have never headed out west at all and gotten into the gambling and drinking if he'd only Been allowed to marry his first cousin Just a little cousin fucking could have saved him from all that. How weird is that possibility? Number four, Doc Holiday was involved in the most famous shootout

of the Wild West at the okay corral and really did track down and help white herb kill various members of the cowboy gang, the killed wise brother Morgan and tried to kill Virgil. Just like in Tombstone, so dope. Number five, new info. Hard to imagine anyone but Val Kilmer playing Doc Holiday in Tombstone the movie, but William DeFoe is rumored to have been first considered for that role. I love DeFoe, but cannot imagine him in that particular role. Supposedly Kurt Russell wanted him, but one of his to pictures, the distributor,

boxed because of DeFoe playing Jesus a few years before in that very controversial film for the time, the last temptation of Christ. So, you know, we learned through Val Kilmer that sometimes second place isn't the first loser, it's the best. Time suck, tough, five takeaway. Alright, Doc Holiday, sucked.

Hope you enjoyed it like I did. Now time for a few more announcements before we get into this week's updates. Houston, Dallas, San Francisco, Bresac, or Menotempe, Arizona. Just a few of the many tour dates up at the Freshly Built Dancomas.tv. Check that shit out. Come see me live. But having a great time with you time suckers at the shows. Again, check out Patreon, become a space lizard. Join the future, ensure the survival of time suck. Let this experiment and curiosity continue to grow

into a true community, can't do it without you. Enjoy the new album on Pandora for free. Maybe I'm the problem, right? Link in episode description. And here is a little clip of my other new album, Feel the Heat, the one you get for free, you know, when you sign up to come to space lizard.

So really, you can get it for five bucks. You know, you sign up to come to Spaceless or so really you get it for five bucks you know you sign up one month all right if you don't like it you don't want to be a a Spaceless or that's fine you still get the album and here's a little taste I'm gonna fly with this guy to LA we're having a nice conversation he was nice guy and I was excited for him to move to LA telling him where to go what restaurants eat at you know how to avoid traffic all that kind of fun stuff happy for him and then I told him that I was telling him where to go, what restaurants he'd at, how to avoid traffic, all that kind of fun stuff. Happy for him. And then I told him that I was moving to Idaho. He was not as happy.

He reacted is if I had told him that I was moving into his mom's bedroom, and I was going to be paying my rent and dick exclusively. It was a strong negative reaction. He just told me straight up, he goes, I've never been to Idaho, and I'll never go. And then he explained to himself, he goes, as a black man, and as a gay man, I just know I wouldn't be welcome. And I kind of heard my feelings when he said that, that's how he felt, you know, about my home state.

And I was like, dude, that's crazy. That's crazy. I'm like, you clearly don't know this, but there's a lot of gay black men living in Idaho. He was genuinely surprised because I just, you know, I made that shit up. You know what? I hope he believes that lie.

Ah, man, that was a fun show. Fun show to do. Thanks to Sydney Shives, Harmony Velocamp, Jesse Dobner, Josh Krell, Matty Teeter, Matty The Heater Teeter, Deanna Moreno, Deanna, sorry, man, I'm trying to read too many names too quick, Deanna Moreno, and the entire Time Suck team, thanks for all the reviews, spread in the suck, well over 2,500 reviews on iTunes, it helps so much. Thanks to you using the Amazon button at TimeSug Podcast.com

to do your shopping and help the show out while you do. Thanks to all of you who voted for Doc on Instagram, hundreds of you seem pretty excited to vote and vote quickly for Doc holidays. That's pretty awesome. This Monday's episode, fascinating, the colonial devastation of Africa. So many civil wars and corrupt governments on that continent.

A lot of the chaos can be traced back to some super shady stuff Europeans did in the late 1800s, European powers. And we explore the history of various cultures on the very intriguing continent of Africa. I feel like a lot of us know very, very little about what can be called the forgotten continent. And so, you know, you're gonna know so much more

real, real, real soon. So really hope you take a listen to that. And now time for some time, sucker updates. Updates, get your time, sucker updates. So many updates coming in about last week's free mason's gender debate update. I knew there would be, and I love it. We should be able to talk about the stuff like this,

and we're going to here on the Suck and we do. This first one comes from Matthew says, Hey, there's Suck Master. Just wanted to throw my two cents on the gender exclusive free Mason issue. I'll keep things brief is I only want to present a counterpoint or two that I don't think have been considered. It's been said that its exclusivity is unfair because provides men with networking opportunities. Well, if we take this to be true, then doesn't that mean that any other exclusive networking event should also be forced open to everyone if we wanted to be consistent? And yes, and that is the argument, you know, I've kind of tried to make as well. And then he says, Matt, he says, well, what about wealthy country clubs? Should just anyone be able to walk into private events hosted by the rich and famous?

This line is too blurry to be drawn anywhere. And much like private businesses have the right to refuse business to anyone, so too should people have the right to make whatever clubs they want and refuse admittance to anyone. Though like you, Suckmaster, I personally wouldn't care about any arbitrary distinctions like these and don't see much reason for them in most cases. On the off-chance of IWR in such group, I would likely advocate for open admittance as well. It is a shame that no female equivalent exists, but nothing to stopping you from creating one. I myself am a white male programmer, and I can speak from experience that being a woman or minority gives you a huge leg up and hiring opportunities. The statement that females have a harder time getting jobs in STEM fields is largely a

myth, and most of the gender gap in these workplaces is due to the simple fact that fewer women choose to go into these fields. The company I work for in particular is only 40% white. The highlight the level of what I consider to be unjust discrimination, much like affirmative action. Some colleges will actually subtract from white and Asian SAT scores when considering students for admittance while other minority groups get a bonus. If this isn't racist, I don't know what is.

It implies that these schools actually think that minorities need help to get into these schools and can't do so on their own merit, in addition to increasing the amount of work necessary for non-minorities to shine over the rest of competition. For most part, schools and workplaces are more than happy to hire a female or minority with lesser qualifications only to fulfill their diversity quota. If I were a minority in that position, I would be disgusted feeling that I was being reduced to a statistic and that I didn't actually earn the position.

But anyway, that's just a little tangent on the discrimination self has been a hot button issue right now. I personally love debating with others. And even though I'm sure you'll get a ton of emails on the subject, I'd appreciate it if you take some time to get back. Or if you can't, I suppose I'll just have to see you in Chicago.

Well, thank you for sharing that, Matt. And I knew this would be a trigger issue for many. And yes, and we have been getting a lot of emails. And your message illustrates both sides, you know. Like me, you value freedom and the right for institution to admit how it pleases. And like me, you know, you don't like it when an institution skews unfairly away from you in his policies like admitting someone to the same place you're trying to get in even though they may have you

know a lower test score. I myself was told numerous times in Los Angeles that I wasn't going to be considered for an important showcases I mean just directly told this because cast senate directors and agents attending the show were not interested in seeing any 30-something white dudes. That, I got to say, felt fairly racist as well. I was like Jessica and her original message banned from something that would help my career, for sure, in some way, in this case, because of my combination of gender and skin color. But I also understand that what happened was done because of historical inequality. And that even if it affects me negatively in the present, the intention behind doing it

is good. And, you know, as is making it temporarily easier to allow historically disenfranchised ethnic groups to get into certain schools or how maybe easier for women in certain situations today because of quotas to get certain jobs, you know, and again, done because out of historical inequality. But also, like you're bringing up, we have to be careful, I think, in terms of the fairness to people in the present, not swing the pendulum so back the other way that now the other side is being disenfranchised, which no one ever, for whatever reason, wants to talk about, but can very easily happen. More interesting thoughts circling back to freemasins.

Yeah, I see both sides like you and I would want to allow women to enter personally, but also like you, I wouldn't want that enforced. Because above all, I value the freedom of choice. And this is where this thing keeps coming back to and will always keep coming back to is freedom of choice, you know, versus some type of inequality. Okay, so let's get some more perspectives. That's some really good ones about this coming so far. The next one comes in from Runa. Runa, I hope I'm saying your name right. And this is, okay, so Runa says, about women in Freemasons, I'm

a woman and the argument that women should be allowed in for networking is fruitless. First of all, there are young professional groups, Chamber of Commerce, is an example in female specific networking groups that any woman could join. However, most women's groups are more social in nature and that is their aim. Gaining business connections in networking is not the sole aim of the Freemasons. I think that the sentiment that women should be able to join stems from that same cultural entitlement of this era where everyone is offended by everything, everyone should be included, nobody's feelings should get hurt and everyone everyone should be rewarded for mediocrity. I fear that we are heading toward a highly censored monochromatic society where nobody is

identified by color, or sex, or sexual orientation, and nobody can say anything for fear of offending someone, where we all use the same bathrooms, and there is no gender distinctions. I do not believe the Freemasons or any other organization are responsible for perpetuating the gender bias of a patriarchal society, if anyone's to be blamed to desuces, there are male dominated fields and female dominated fields, and if you're not happy with the balance in your desired field, then be that minority.

And if you want to change that insight and inspire other like minds until you represent the majority, I fucking love that, Runa, excellent insights. Yes, well, I don't feel, Wajeska asked for, you know, specifically was part of our, everyone needs a trophy, kind of no matter what culture, I do like your attitude of,

if they won't, you know, if they won't live in their club, I'll fucking start my own club. I mean, that's what time's like is. No one wanted this podcast. Nobody, when it was just an idea. Why? Because I didn't have any of the right connections,

I was not part of the LA Cool Kids Club, you know, I didn't share the same political leanings, basically socialist far left, like a lot of them. And, you know, and who knows why? So, you know what, I didn't share the same political leanings basically socialist far left like a lot of them and you know and who knows why? So you know what I got fired up and and I started my own We can't change the past we can only change the future and in the present no one is stopping anyone from starting an important all female networking group and You're right. How far do we take this everyone is the same shit. I like diversity. I'm okay with not being able to go to every meeting because I'd want the same option afforded to me. And with freedom to do that inequality is going to also come.

That's gonna be the negative consequence. Inequality will always exist. We're not always gonna be picked first or he says, we're not always gonna get into every club. And also, I think rejection does kind of build some perseverance. And again, I think Jessica would agree with a lot of this. Her argument, as I understood it, was that she was not at all opposed to exclusive groups,

just opposed to excluding people from important career groups. And by the way, I have gotten a lot of messages from Mason's, letting me know that they are currently far more of a social group than a career focused group. Okay, one more and then we're out. One more on this. This comes in from Susan. This is a really interesting perspective. Susan writes in saying,

a co-ed free-masins? Well, I feel for Jessica and agree with the spirit of equality in what she wrote. I feel that the right of association is ultimately more important in a free society. Our constitution gives us the right to choose who we want to spend time with in private spaces in the free-masins for whatever reason,

even in the face of declining membership, continue to insist on the fraternal nature of their group. Good or bad, the right of free association allows free people to define their identities in ways that are important to them. I am a transgender woman and having lived on both sides of the fence, I can say the private clubs are spaces for men or rare. There is arguably more activity to free mason's lodged and professional networking. Although women have and continue to Freemasons lodged in professional networking, although women have and continue to suffer from oppression and discrimination,

they are free to establish a similar private organization if they wish. At times, I struggle with exclusion from certain women's spaces due to trans status, but again, I support the right to determine who they'd prefer to spend time with in their private lives. I also am also in attorney and can say that most professions, including mine, have many groups and networking opportunities for women.

There are several groups that I belong to and I have used these networks to gain referrals, ask questions, and garner general support. Personally, I feel more comfortable in these groups than their co-ed counterparts, because my female colleagues seem less guarded and more confident in these spaces. While women have some catching up to do, we can do so without abridging privacy in the right of association to get their fucking beautiful Susan.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. What a wonderfully unique perspective you bring to this having been on both sides. Thank you so much for writing in. I think those were some fantastic insights. And yes, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom. And if you can't beat them, well, I guess that doesn't work. Never mind.

I was gonna say, freedom, freedom, freedom. And if they won't let you in, fuck them, start your own thing. There we go. I love it. Yeah, let the Freemasons do their thing. There are other networking groups. Freedom of choice.

And one of the most important things we have in our society. And again, I hope I didn't convey Jessica's tone incorrectly. She truly comes across as a wonderful person in our exchanges who wants us to join that particular group, you know, because of that, the opportunities locally for her. And on an emotional level, I do feel terrible for.

Now, so you know, I don't know, so do what I did, Jessica. I just put that rejection on your shoulder, let that chip get big, you know, get pissed, you know, start your own group, you really feel that passionate, or you know, I fucking wonder know, so do what I did Jessica. I just put that rejection on your shoulder. Let that chip get big, you know, get pissed. You know, start your own group, you really feel that passionate. Or, you know, I fucking wonder why I might tell you what to do, what do you want to do. There is not always a clear cut answer.

And sometimes it's just important to keep talking about something. God, love you beautiful bastards, man. Thank you for being part of time. So, I can make it so special and diverse and wonderful in a place where we can talk about this shit. You know, this isn't just some place where we're just preaching to the choir

of people who already agree with us. There's enough of that in society right now. We're just fantastically different and I love it. Thanks, time suckers. I need a net. We all did. Have a good weekend, everybody.

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