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Wearing a Stetson doesn't make you a cowboy, just as standing in a barn doesn't make you a horse

Tourists Welcome

More than 100 community leaders and high school students from the scenic Sedona-Oak Creek area gathered for a three-day retreat in Flagstaff to discuss the impact of tourism on their region.

At one point, the forum leader asked, "What kinds of tourists do we want to attract to Sedona?"

Without hesitating, a handsome high school youth responded enthusiastically, "Good-looking teenage girls."

Immediately, an attractive widow rebutted, "I disagree. We need rich old men."

A Slight Differentiation My minister friend was enjoying a well-deserved dinner out with his wife at a Window Rock restaurant. A young Navajo waitress eyed his clerical collar with considerable interest, and she finally asked, "Are you a Catholic priest?"

"No," he replied, "I'm a Presbyterian minister."

As she served their dessert, the waitress asked, "What's the difference between a Catholic priest and a Presbyterian minister?"

My friend pointed to his wife and said simply, "Her."

Smart Kid While vacationing in Sedona with our four-year-old son, we visited a souvenir shop where we found some bins of polished stones. Our son grabbed my hand and asked, "Dad, Dad, can I have some of these?"

"Sure," I answered, "pick some out."

"How many?" he asked.

"Oh, about a handful."

Not one to miss an opportunity, he shot back, "Your hand or mine?"

Horsin' Around Upon leaving a Prescott watering hole one Saturday night, two cowboys discovered their horses looked exactly alike. Perplexed, they decided to brand one of the horses.

Realizing they were in no shape to do the branding themselves, however, they stopped another cowboy as he passed by and asked if he could help.

"Sure," the sober man replied. "Which one do you want branded, the black one or the white one?"

Imported Rocks My wife and I once camped among the black cinders and pines at Sunset Crater Volcano National Monument. In the evening, we attended a ranger-led campfire program. As people arrived for the program, the ranger fielded some questions.

One woman near the front raised her hand and made this comment, "I find this place very interesting, but there's one thing I'm confused about. Why were all these black pebbles brought in here?"

Unexpected Visit When I was a child living on a ranch on the Arizona Strip, a remote area north of the Grand Canyon, the once-a-week rural mail delivery was a big event for everyone except me. I never got any letters.Then I discovered if I answered magazine ads I, too, could get mail. I was disappointed when I wrote for free information about the Women's Army Corps because I didn't get a letter.

But I probably wasn't half as disappointed as the WAC recruiting officer who drove 85 miles over a dirt road to find a 10-year-old child.

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