King Of The Wild Frontier

I know that most of you reading this grew up watching at least some of the Daniel Boone and Davy Crockett series.
If any of you were like me, you were a fan of Fess Parker's portrayals of both frontier heroes and probably had a coonskin cap,too. I still have mine (I think), though it doesn't fit any more.

I haven't seen anything in the media, but a phone call today informed me that Fess has passed away.

Genuinely kind and gracious, Fess, though successful, never really went 'Hollywood', maintaining himself as the same decent guy he always was with the old school attitudes of friendship and family.
I had the privilege of meeting him once, about five years ago, when he flew in for for my father-in-law's surprise 80th birthday party. They had both grown up outside San Angelo, Texas and had been buddies all their lives.
And until today, had kept in touch every couple weeks or so.

Thanks for the good times, Mr. Parker, and for fueling this young boy's fantasies and imagination.

Here are a couple windows into a time when televison was good for all ages, and we always knew who the good guys were.