I have lived in Oklahoma for 28 years, and have traveled many back roads, but I have never run into this fellow! It is so much fun finding impromptu adventures, isn’t it?
As the hungry teenager and I drove into Shidler, Oklahoma, I noticed a large sign painted on the side of a building. A pile of neatly stacked rocks with a metal sign coming out the top sat in the middle of an empty lot next to the building. I was instantly intrigued so I pulled the car over to the side of the street. I got out and took a couple of photos. A cowboy pulling a horse trailer whipped into the old gas station across the street. “Hey, lady,” he hollered at me. “He’ll be up here in a couple of minutes.” I looked at him with what I’m sure was a “what the hell” expression on my face. “Who?” I hollered back. “The One Arm Bandit,” the cowboy said excitedly. “He’ll let you take his picture.” I smiled. “Well, all right.” The teenager rolled her eyes.
I walked across the…
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