This is the story of such a boy who never quite finds all those answers. But because of his physicality, confidence, and a willingness to exercise deliberate courage, he does find his place in a life much admired by his peers. His name will always be spoken anytime that a conversation arises about justice vs. law and order … and how those American commodities do not always balance on the scales of a courtroom bench. His name was Wyatt Earp. Earp was many things–farmer, freight hauler, stage driver, railroad wrangler, husband, constable, wood splitter, accused horse thief, brothel bouncer, buffalo hunter, gambler, and lawman-most of this in the new and raw land of America’s untapped West. The possibilities seemed endless for Wyatt, but he will be remembered in that last category … peace officer, a role he did not want. Instead, it would seem that history wanted it for him. He was that good at it.