As a boy of 12 I walked from Sonora to Columbia California to watch the filming of a Tales of Wells Fargo episode. I will never forget the adrenalin rush as the bank robers exited the bank, rode off on their horses and the bank teller bursting through the doors and yelling, "I've been robbed!" On the then dirt street in Columbia came Dale leaning into the wind on his horse at a full run. He swung into the hitching post and simultainously dismounted. He squared his shoulders and drew both pistols and fired several times from both. My heart was beating rapidly as the film producer shouted "That's a take!" Later that week, Dale entered my dad's barber shop in Sonora for a haircut. My dad's shop was directly across from The Sonora Inn were Dale was staying. As my father was cutting his hair he kept nodding at me with a "come on" kind of body language. Finally I caught on and I offered Mr. Robertson a boot shine. I made pocket change working as a bootblack. With his continous western drawl which he used on and off screen, Mr. Robertson said "Why sure partner." Top and bottom was my reply. "Just the bottom son." I was so honored and could not wait for school the next day for sharing time. The boot shine was 35 cents. He gave me a dollar and said, "Keep the change." He was my childhood HERO!