I am writing a book on my Grandfather Al Bittick. In 1878 he was working in a   
   line camp, somewhere in Texas.   
      
   Al was working away from the cabin one day and when he returned there was a   
   horse standing in front of the cabin and the cabin door open. Cautiously he   
   approached the cabin and just inside the door was a fella laying on the floor,   
   As Al stepped in he    
   could see the guys leg was bleeding and the fella was unconscious.    
      
   Al picked the guy up and placed him on the cot. As he looked him over the leg   
   wound was serious and had been blown by flies with maggots eating the flesh.   
      
   It was about a sixday ride to headquarters and another three days to a doctor   
   so Al was it. Al cleaned out the maggots and dug out a bullet in the leg. He   
   tore up the cleanest towels he had and after putting some horse liniment on   
   the wound, bandaged it    
   up. The guy was in and out of consciousness for three day and delusional from   
   fever. Al couldn’t leave him to get help so he doctored the best he could.   
      
   After the fever broke and the man regained consciousness it was about 2 weeks   
   until he could ride. Al never asked his name or inquired about the gunshot and   
   the fella didn’t ask questions or offer a reason for his wound.   
      
   When the guy was ready to ride he thanked Al for the help and rode away. Al   
   didn’t know his name or anything about him, but would meet him again in   
   about 25 years in the Arizona Territory   
      
   Al was friends with George Hunt who was a state representative at that time,   
   1907, and would later be the first Governor of the State. Rep Hunt asked Al to   
   go with him to Florence, Az where thy were building the new prison and listen   
   in on a conference    
   they were giving to the inmates who were building the prison. Their key   
   speaker was a man named Bill Downing who had spent time in Yuma prison. He was   
   an ornery guy but said he would talk if it would help him in light of his   
   life. After the meeting    
   George introduced Bill to Al. As they shook hands Bill asked Al if he had ever   
   worked ranches in Texas. Al said yes and was asked if he worked a line camp in   
   1978, again yes. Bill asked him if he remembered a young man with a leg wound   
   and again Al said    
   yes. Bill looked at him and shaking his hand said, I'm the fella you took care   
   of. He never told Grandpa any name but Bill Downing, but looking up the story   
   and history of Bill Downing and the timing of events I could almost say he was   
   Frank Jackson.   
      
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