I saw a crappy old pistol on display in the public library recently with a card telling some ridiculous story that it was Jesse’s. Some farmer claimed he came across the James Gang camping overnight on his farm, and many years later, his grandson plowed up this POS $2 pistol. Combine the two tales, and you’ve got “Jesse James” pistol”. I’d like to think most people have more sense than that.
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In a bar in Organ, New Mexico [well, actually in the only bar in Organ, New Mexico] they had on proud display in a red velvet lined and glass-framed case a remarkably beat-up Colt Peacemaker revolver, along with a brass tag telling any interested observers that this historical piece was The only handgun in New Mexico not used by Pat Garret to kill Billy the Kid.
They had a pretty fair number of other interesting pieces on the wal and hanging from the ceiling of that ol' place, some shootin' irons and some not.