On my way to Texas, I stopped in Tombstone, Arizona, home of the infamous OK Corral. No longer the dangerous, wild western town for which it’s so well known, it has become an off-the-beaten-path tourist
One vendor seemed hell-bent on getting me to join the ghost tour. Even the vendors in Mexico were less aggressive – and that’s saying something.
Vendors in most of the other stores (not pictured here) seemed burnt-out. Compared to my very pleasant experiences with the sales people in every other town I visited in Arizona, this was a bit of a surprise.
This is Boothill Graveyard, where the dead guys are buried. (Because I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t want to bury live guys. Unless they’re zombies. But zombies are another story. You can’t just bury them.)
I heard that most of these graves were “for show”, but a couple were fenced-off like they might actually be the grave of someone famous. The one below, of Frank Bowles, may be real. This Boothill Graves website lists the graves and information on some of them.
I assume his grave is fenced in only because it’s real. It’s not like he’s going anywhere. The rocks are good for holding down zombies, but not for long. It’s more like a delay tactic.
A sign nearby says,
“On this spot the Earp and Clanton factions met on October 26, 1881 to settle the west’s most famous feud. Doc Holliday stopped on Fremont Street a few feet from where indicated. Here Frank and Tom McLaury finally dropped on Fremont Street. Billy Clayton died where he stood. Virgil and Morgan Earp were wounded.”
And that’s your history lesson for today.