Where Is My Wandering Boy Tonight? — David Wagoner

Mark Twain had a way of describing life that let you taste it and laugh at it simultaneously. It isn't a gift that shows up very often among writers, but it's here again in David Wagoner's tale. He writes with wit and sparkle, Courier-Post Seventeen-year-old Andrew Jackson Holcomb suddenly finds himself part owner of a bank and whorehouse in 1890s Wyoming when his father, a crooked judge, skips town to avoid a scandal. But that's only the beginning his troubles. Soon Andrew and his best friend Fred, the preacher's son, take a crash course in cowboying from colorful cowpoke Greasy Brown and hit the trail for Indian Territory and into a wild, bawdy adventure for the ages. Almost every line is worth quoting... a good piece of entertainment, sly, witty, and true. New York Times Wagoner has a great ear for conversation and some of the scenes are hilarious. Sacramento Bee It's a long, hilarious tale...a wooly yarn about the old west. Greasy is probably the dumbest, poorest, thirstiest, stubbornest, and funniest fictional cowboy since Cat Ballou. Chicago Tribune