(09-27-2019, 07:51 PM)L Verge Wrote: When I was transferring Paul's article over to the Courier format, I kept remembering all the snickers some of us Boothies have had over the years trying to imagine Booth en route to the good doctor, pushing his horse to go faster, trying to navigate unlit dirt roads, feeling the pain in his leg, etc. and still trying to retrieve those false whiskers from his pocket or saddlebags (if he had the latter), trying to apply theatrical glue, positioning the whiskers without the aid of a mirror, and cursing all the while.
This is the question I asked in 1980 while Vicki and I were visiting the Mudd home, and it was enough that we were told to leave the premises immediately.
