During my high school years I read his articles and became enraptured to say the least. At the time, Keith was writing for the only gun magazine available, GUNS. When I purchased a copy of Sixguns by Keith I knew I had to move to Idaho. So in 1966 my wife and I packed up the kids and the sixguns and went.

Two years later we made the trip across the state to Salmon, found his home, knocked on the door with some trepidation, and were warmly greeted by Elmer himself. He took us in and we talked like he’d known me all my life. My wife and I spent the day with Elmer and his wife, Lorraine. My story was not unique, as Elmer treated everyone this way. You can find plenty of folks everywhere who’ve made the trip to “Sixgunner’s Mecca” in Salmon to visit with Elmer Keith.

Elmer was packing a sixgun at the time as I expected. It was not his beloved .44 Magnum at the time, but rather an ivory stocked, 4-inch .41 Magnum was on his hip. One reader told me they hit Elmer’s place early in the morning and he opened the door wearing long johns, boots, hat and his .44 Magnum. Yes, that was the Elmer Keith we knew and loved.