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Disclaimer

I am in no way affiliated to any of the shows portrayed in my stories. No copyright infringement is intended and I have made no profit from  any of my stories.I do not own any of the rights to any of the characters or programs represented in the fanfic stories.The sole aim of these stories is to entertain. Click here to filter so you only view the Laramie stories.

Please note stories should be read in numerical order as many of the stories are linked to previous ones, starting at number #1 Loved Lost Survived. To view the stories in order click on Archives All and they will be displayed, then simply choose your story by clicking on the title.

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The Laramie Chronicles

My stories are based on the Laramie TV Show which aired between 1959 and 1963, staring Robert Fuller as Jess Harper and John Smith as Slim Sherman,two friends running a Ranch and Relay Station in 1870’s Wyoming.

Some stories also feature their housekeeper Mrs Daisy Cooper played by Spring Byington and Mike Williams their Ward played by Dennis Holmes.
Other characters featured were Sheriff Mort Corey, Stage driver Mose Shell,Slim’s younger brother Andy Sherman and an old family friend named Jonsey.

The stories are sometimes theme led as in Loved lost Survived where the subject of bereavement is explored, within the parameters of early 1870 western America.Many of the stories deal with issues of the time from lawlessness to the problems involved in eking out a living in the untamed west. The main framework of all the stories is the enduring friendship between the two, very different main characters.

Slim Sherman is the honest, straightforward ranch owner, who is a worrier and likes to do everything by the book and within the letter of the law. However once he befriends Jess Harper drifter, and ex gunslinger with a wild streak, his life changes forever. The unlikely duo team up and eventually become partners in the business but many trials and tribulations abound and life is never plain sailing.

I hope you will enjoy my take on this popular series. I have been writing these stories for over four years and have completed over fifty, many available on various Fanfic sites. It is my aim to compile them on this site,in time,as I have had many requests to collect them all together, so welcome to the new home of my Laramie Chronicles.

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#81 The Doppelganger

The Doppelganger
By
Patty Wilkinson
(Some violence, strong language and adult themes)

Chapter 1
It was a peaceful early summer’s evening at the Sherman ranch and relay station. Slim and Jess were sitting relaxing and chatting quietly whilst young Mike finished his homework at the dining table.
After a while the child let out a huge sigh and Jess exchanged an amused glance with his pard before turning to the youngster.
“What’s up Tiger?” he asked kindly, “Those spellings real hard tonight huh?”
“No, it’s not that Jess, I’ve learned them pretty good I think…it’s this last part I have to do.”
Slim stood up and stretched before he wandered over to join the boy, leaning over his work.
“Can I help you Mike?” he asked, “It’s getting pretty near your bedtime you know.”
The child sighed again, “We have ta look in the dictionary and choose a real long word we haven’t seen before. Then write down what it means and read it to the class tomorrow and tell everyone what it means.”
“Well that shouldn’t be too taxing,” Jess said grinning at the boy, “I figure there are more words in that old dictionary that you don’t know than those you do!”
“Yes, but that’s the point Jess, there’s too much choice I just don’t know which word to choose.”
“Well that’s easy Tiger just open the book at random, close your eyes and put yer finger down on the page…and that’s yer word…easy!”
“Heck that’s a swell idea Jess, why didn’t I think of that!”
Slim and Jess exchanged another grin as the boy did as he was bid.
But then he looked totally puzzled, “Well I’ve never seen that word before…dopper…dopul…”
Slim glanced down and grinned, “Doppelganger Mike.”
“What the heck does that mean?” Jess and Mike asked in unison.
Slim looked over the boy’s shoulder and read aloud from the dictionary:
“A doppelganger is a mysterious, exact double of a living person. It's a German word that literally translates to "double walker" or "double goer". A doppelganger isn't someone who just resembles you, but is an exact double, right down to the way you walk, act, talk, and dress. Sometimes they are regarded as a ghost or harbinger of bad luck.”

“Gee that’s so neat!” Mike said,” I bet nobody else will have a great word like that.”

“I just hope you don’t hafta learn how to spell it before tomorrow, or we’ll be here all dang night,” Jess said dryly.

“Oh no you won’t young man, ” Daisy said marching in from the kitchen where she’d been washing the dishes… She peered down at the homework assignment and said, “No dear, you just have to read it out…so you copy that out and then off to bed…and we’ll practice saying the word at breakfast time,” she added kindly.Read More »

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#80 Andy Slim and Me -End of an Era

Andy, Slim & Me - End of an Era

By Patty Wilkinson(Some strong language, adult themes and violence)

Third of the Trilogy of the ‘Andy, Slim & Me’ stories

Prologue
As told by Jess Harper.

Times they’d been changing since I’d first moved into the Sherman Ranch and Relay Station...I guess me arriving with a greased holster and trouble in both pockets, as Slim termed it, kinda changed things some...me in particular. But then over the first and second year I was there I reckon everyone who slept under that ol’ roof changed some...and in some real special ways too.
I guess the biggest change in me was when I put my old gunslinger weapon up for good and decided to throw in my lot at the Sherman place...Well I reckon there were a few times I regretted that decision...But maybe not as much as Slim, Andy and old Jonesy had cause to. What with my wild ways and all...But I figure generally they ended up feelin’ kinda glad I was a part of the set up. And dang it, I never thought I’d say this...but I was real glad to have a place to call home...a place where I could really make something of myself.
Anyways I’d been there a while when Slim decided that it was time young Andy left home to head off for a St Louis Boarding School and get all educated up as per his Pa’s last wish...Well I’d spoken to the boy about it and it looked like he was pretty much fired up to move on. To get the kinda education he needed under his belt to be an animal doc... or as Slim said hopefully, even a real proper Doc...
Well that was until the day he was to leave the ranch loomed closer and closer...and it looked like he was having second thoughts....Read More »

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#79 Andy Slim and Me- What Happened Next.

Andy, Slim and Me – What Happened Next?
By
Patty Wilkinson
Second of a Trilogy Andy, Slim & Me Stories

Some strong language, adult themes an and violence

Forward by Jess Harper

I guess those first few weeks and months at the Sherman Ranch and Relay were kinda eventful in more ways than one. I reckon it was a time of learning…us all getting to know and trust each other and heck that didn’t come easy.
See I was just findin’ my feet. Even beginning to think that Wyoming might be the kind of place I could settle, put down roots, heck really make a go of things…Then the Durkin brothers arrived and turned everything upside down…* See #78 Andy Slim & Me
I won’t go into the details, but when Andy was put in grave danger, well then, I felt I really should move on...It was only the fact that I managed to save Andy’s life that made Slim realize I would never let him or the kid down. Well I guess that really strengthened the bond between us all…especially me and Slim and I was persuaded to stay.
Then there was Mort Cory. Jeez I never thought I’d count a lawman as one of my good friends but it was sure shaping up that way. I figure he rated me as much as I did him, especially when the chips were down and you needed a good man at yer back. It had been Mort who helped me out when the whole town had turned against me after an old flame, Durkin’ s sister, had spread lies of the very worst kind about me. The Sheriff helped to ‘exonerate’, me ...Slim’ s words. So now I was in pretty good standing with everyone…well almost everyone…
As to old Jonesy , well I guess he figured the jury was still out as far as I was concerned and there was no way he was cutting me any slack…That was until one day in high summer of that first year that I started to call the Sherman place home…. and he needed my help.Read More »