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Show man could really have pal’d around with the likes of FDR and "Wild ~ Bill." I decided that I believed every word he was saying. "So where were you a spy?” "Those were incredible times. Truly the future of our world was at stake. My partner and I were in pursuit of two German agents who were.trying to get diamonds from South Africa to Germany via South America. The Germans needed the diamonds to make diamond bits...it’s the only way you can machine parts for weaponry and the like. Do you follow me?" I nodded. "We caught up with them in Brazil, near Angel Falls." Armando put his ball cap on and pulled the brim down low over his eyes and looked up at the sky. "It’s going to be another hot day. Too damn hot for September,” he observed keenly. » "Yes it is," I said, "but what happened next?” “What do you mean?" “The diamonds." "Oh. yes...OK. We had caught up with them in Brazil when they discovered we were following them...They killed my partner.” THE “JZ EPH YE Volume 14 Number 4 — October-November 2002 ae THE RAZOR'S EDGE... os the Heath Monitor Files Matt Moore Accuses Zephyr of libel. At Arches-- STAY on the TRAIL! Global Extremes comes to Moab? "Holding the Door fora edi "Oh no...so they got away?” "No," he replied grimly. "I killed both of them.” He waited for a moment; then he continued. "I killed one of fhem instantly, and I thought the other was dead too. But I turned my back on him and he shot me with a small gun that he had concealed. So I finished him off. I was seuousy wounded, but, obviously,I survived." I didn’t know what to think. Just minutes before, Pat and I had been chatting about the weather and the remarkable good health of Sue the Dog. Now my new friend Armando had led me into the dark and violent world of the OSS and the incredible role he played in it. If I could believe him. "Did you recover the diamonds?"I asked finally. "Yes. And then I threw the Germans into the Amazon and fed them to the pirranahs." "Oh," was all 1 could manage to say. "And can you believe this? The British had a force down there, and when they learned what I had done, they arrested me for desecrating a dead person. Fortunately, Donovan came to my defense and got me off. Besides, I was able to prove that they were Nazi agents.” “How did you do that?" I was afraid to ask. "All German spies had a small tattoo under their arm pit with a _ swastika and a serial number. Before I threw them in the Amazon, I got out my knife and J--" "OK," I said. "I think I get the picture." "I think those little patches are still in Washington somewhere. They don’t throw anything away in military intelligence.” "No...-no," I considered. "I suppose they don’t.” Armando gazed down the main street of Pat’s little town, aplace 9... THE PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE The military “facility” in Teton National Forest. RECESSION: It’s not for everybody 13.... SPECIAL SECTION GREAT LADIES of THE WEST Katie Lee Mardi Murie Toots McDougald Edna Fridley 14... LIVE! with KATIE LEE An interview with the irrepressible and “Irascible Kandid Katie 16...... MARDI MURIE: A Son Pays Tribute By Martin Murie 18....EDNA FRIDLEY Along the Trail G Down the River By Ken Sleight 22... TOOTS MCDOUGALD: Remembering a Moab Institution By Jim Stiles that has barely changed since he chased Nazis in Brazil. "I was eager to get out of there and back home after all that," he said. "So when those Amazonian women captured me and held me prisoner for three months, I was very upset.” The bubble popped. "OK Armando. You've gone too far. I’ve believed you up to now. I've actually believed every word you've said...Why, I don’t know.: But Amazonian women? Come on!" "You don’t believe me?” Armando looked wounded. "OK," he said, shaking his head. "I will have to show you." He unbuttoned his shirt cuff and rolled up his sleeve. On his arm, starting near his shoulder and extending all the way to his wrists, I noticed the strangest scar I have ever seen. It spiraled all the way down his arm, wrapping it completely every couple of inches or so as it descended toward his hand. "Do you see the scar?" he asked. "Do you see ue Once again, all I could do was nod. ‘That is from the leather restraints the Amazonian women put on me...for three months, they never took it off." Just then, Phillip poe his brother in the ribs and said, "It’s time to go, Armando. Let’s go. Armando shook my hand. “It has been a pleasure talking to you. We should get together again some time.” "T’d like that," I replied. He took off his ball cap one more time to wipe the sweat from his brow. When he did, I noticed two deep scars on the top of his head, directly above each eye, but above where his hair line used to be. "As long as you're describing your scars to me, Armando...where did you get those two scars on the top of your head?" Armando stroked them gently with his hand, as if it was helping to recall_yet another adventure. “Oh yes...1 remember. these scars. They are from an operation. The doctors said they had to do it because I was too horny." "WHAT?" I cried. "Goodbye, my friend,” he grinned and headed for the car. “Wait a minute,” I yelled. "Was any of that the truth?", "Believe me when J tell you...[t was all the truth." Armando turned the key, the engine started, he put the car in gear, and roared onto Main Street, throwing gravel and a cloud of dust as he and Phillip made their grand exit. Pat and Sue and I watched the car shrink in the distance. "What do you think, Pat? Was all that the honest-to-god truth?" "Jim," she said wisely, patting me on the shoulder, “never question the OSS.” I decided she was right. Jim Stiles can be reached at: jimostiles®yahoo.com 26..... HERB RINGER'S AMERICAN WEST Herbs Remarkable mom---Sadie Ringer 29.... THE ZEPHYR BACKBONE REPERTORY CO. "ALL HAIL KATIE!" 30..... 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