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Disclaimer

I am in no way affiliated to any of the shows portrayed in my stories. No copyright infringement is intended and I have made no profit from  any of my stories.I do not own any of the rights to any of the characters or programs represented in the fanfic stories.The sole aim of these stories is to entertain. Click here to filter so you only view the Laramie stories.

Please note stories should be read in numerical order as many of the stories are linked to previous ones, starting at number #1 Loved Lost Survived. To view the stories in order click on Archives All and they will be displayed, then simply choose your story by clicking on the title.

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The Laramie Chronicles

My stories are based on the Laramie TV Show which aired between 1959 and 1963, staring Robert Fuller as Jess Harper and John Smith as Slim Sherman,two friends running a Ranch and Relay Station in 1870’s Wyoming.

Some stories also feature their housekeeper Mrs Daisy Cooper played by Spring Byington and Mike Williams their Ward played by Dennis Holmes.
Other characters featured were Sheriff Mort Corey, Stage driver Mose Shell,Slim’s younger brother Andy Sherman and an old family friend named Jonsey.

The stories are sometimes theme led as in Loved lost Survived where the subject of bereavement is explored, within the parameters of early 1870 western America.Many of the stories deal with issues of the time from lawlessness to the problems involved in eking out a living in the untamed west. The main framework of all the stories is the enduring friendship between the two, very different main characters.

Slim Sherman is the honest, straightforward ranch owner, who is a worrier and likes to do everything by the book and within the letter of the law. However once he befriends Jess Harper drifter, and ex gunslinger with a wild streak, his life changes forever. The unlikely duo team up and eventually become partners in the business but many trials and tribulations abound and life is never plain sailing.

I hope you will enjoy my take on this popular series. I have been writing these stories for over four years and have completed over fifty, many available on various Fanfic sites. It is my aim to compile them on this site,in time,as I have had many requests to collect them all together, so welcome to the new home of my Laramie Chronicles.

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#77 A Winter's Tale

#77 A Winter's Tale
By
Patty Wilkinson
(Some strong language, adult themes and violence)

Many thanks to Pam Knych Klawinski for use of her lovely screen cap.

Forward by Mrs Daisy Cooper


Our Wyoming winters can be long and hard at the best of times, with North winds blowing in storm clouds, the rain lashing down causing flash floods. Even worse is the deep snow, so pretty but accompanied by bone chilling frosts and icy blasts of wind blowing straight across from the prairie, the drifting snow making travel impossible.
I suppose the winter affects us all differently. I for one have all the worry of trying to dish up nutritious and tasty meals sometimes with very few ingredients. Oh yes, I plan meticulously for the winter months, salting, bottling and laying down all manner of food stuffs. But sometimes it just isn’t enough especially when I have the vociferous appetites of three healthy young males to accommodate.
Mike as the rancher’s ward and youngest of my three ‘sons’, as I now think of them, is the happiest in the inclement weather. Mainly because it often means some time away from school if the Stage can’t get through…But not away from his school books though as Slim and I see to that. But he also has fun times building snowmen, having madcap snowball fights with Jess and generally larking about out in the winter wonderland as only youngsters can, never seeming to feel the cold.
Slim copes reasonably well when confined to the ranch and yard and once the chores are all completed and the animals fed and watered, he will settle down to his accounts or get lost in an improving book…He worries though, I know. Mostly about our safety, the odd marauding renegade Indian, or white man come to that…stealing out of desperation. The freezing conditions affect the wild creatures too and there is always the danger of wolf or mountain lion attacking the stock or even the house as happened on one occasion.
As to my middle and most beloved 'son ’ Jess he is the one who finds the bitter winters the hardest to bear. Being a southern boy, originally from Texas he found the Wyoming winters hard to cope with when he first arrived. But now he accepts the weather with stoicism as a fact of life…Not that he doesn’t grumble and moan about it all the time though, but that’s just his way.
No, the hardest part for Jess is being confined to the house for any length of time…a throwback to his past when he was once held in a terrible prisoner of war camp, where the conditions were barbaric, the experience having a lasting effect on him. He’s also been in jail more than once back in his days on the drift, when he briefly skirted around on the wrong side of the law. Well those days are long behind him now, but ever since then he can’t stand to be confined.
My heart bleeds for him when I see him standing on the porch looking out to the hills, desperate for his beloved Big Open, but knowing it is out of reach for the duration of the worst of the winter weather anyway. So, he turns back indoors and will occupy himself mending tack on my good dining table… Or even worse stripping down and oiling that dreadful gun he carries… But at least now I have taught him to lay a copy of the Laramie Sentinel down before he starts the dirty task. Oh, how I hate those guns that he and Slim carry… Even though I know they are essential for our protection in this still sometimes wild and inhospitable environment, where there is always the danger of outlaws.
So it was that we were all preparing ourselves for a hard winter with the men bringing the stock down to the lowlands. Then mending and securing the house and out buildings. Whilst I cooked and preserved as many provisions as I was able…But little did I know at the time that this was to be one of the most difficult winters we were ever to experience…and not just because of the bitter weather either, but the things that transpired over those bleak winter monthsRead More »

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