The Kansas Experience

by: Essy Jane

Welcome to Wichita. No, there’s not a problem with our daily scheduled program. We’re live from Wichita…well the outskirts of Wichita. It is close enough though. The Dukes all consider themselves in Wichita, why shouldn’t I?

Well from the Duke farm in Kansas—if that makes you feel better. Don’t worry folks, it is a good place. Oh don’t give me that look; there are Duke Farms all over the world. Yeah well this one is run by the famous Jose Duke.

Now what are the Duke Boys in this half of the world up to? Simple, the boys are getting ready for school. Well then again that’s not an easy thing here. Coy has been in the bathroom for over an hour parting his hair.

Vance was pounding on the door. “You know, other people would like to get ready in this house, Coy. I need to go to the bathroom!” Vance exclaimed. Coy pulled his glasses slightly down and watched himself in the mirror as he rolled his eyes.

“I’m almost done,” Coy called back. Okay if you know anything about Coy Duke, you would know that he has his accustomed sunglasses on. The only time you see Coy without them is when he is asleep.

“Funny you said those same words twenty minutes ago! You’re such a woman. Hurry up!” Paige walked over to Vance and cleared her throat. “Hey Auntie Paige, what’s shaking?”

“Vance, you aren’t doing any better. I wish you were. What did I articulate on the subject of controlling your mouth?” Paige questioned her nephew.

“Umm…”

“No, sorry, I don’t think that is it.”

“Well I am glad you know what you said.” Vance banged on the door again. “Get out of the bathroom before everyone sees you as a mama’s boy.”

“My hair ain’t right yet,” Coy yelled through the door.

“How can your hair not be right? Everyone of them grows do they not, come on!”

“I’m in the bathroom for a reason, I am having a hair crisis.” Paige turned him around.

“Sometimes controlling your mouth will win you friends,” Paige commented. Vance shrugged.

“I can’t help it that you destroyed your eggs by lighting them on fire this morning or that you went outside in curlers,” Vance told her.

“Now what is wrong with me and my curlers?”

“You make everyone ashamed of living here. The mail man doesn’t need to see your hair up in rollers.”

“Vance, this is precisely what got you in trouble in school. Why do you think they suspended you?”

“I am not the perfect Luke Duke, my brother.”

“Luke is far from perfect but at least he tries.”

“He may seem to pass everything without a problem but he fights in school.”

“When Luke was in school, he didn’t start the fights.” Vance began pounding on the door again. “How would you feel if your cousin and you were in the same grade?”

“Honored that my school let me come back to school in the first place?”

“Bo and Coy are taking the exact same classes as me.”

“So?”

“So, Daisy and I were in the same grade and now she’s out of school.”

“That’s right she is.”

“Yay for the Bradey bunch—Uncle Jesse has the perfect kids and you’re stuck with us.”

“I love you kids. I just wish that you would smarten up that’s all.”

“Well you chose to have us. You should know what you got yourself into.”

“Are we going to talk about it?”

“About what, Auntie Paige, what do you want to talk about?”

“Cameron, your father, you know that’s what we have been trying to talk about since you came here. Look, at first you were okay with it but suddenly you developed this attitude. I know that you push it away but…”

“You want to talk about it, fine! He dropped us off in Hazzard County. Probably to go live with a cheating wife and I don’t want to think about it.”

“VANCE!”

“Well who cares about him? He left us, boo hoo. What am I supposed to do, cry about it?” Vance goes to bang on the door again, this time; he hits Coy in the face.

“Dude, my face!” Coy exclaimed.

“Sorry, I thought you were a door.”

“Come on buddy, look before you knock.” Vance rolled his eyes. He crossed his arms.

“I’ll try to remember that next time.”

“Hurry up man, we got to get to school.” Man, these two ain’t Bo and Luke is they now?

“What did you say to me?” Bo wouldn’t be caught dead standing in front of the mirror for more than five minutes.

“Hurry up, we do have school don’t you know.” And I certainly have never seen Luke pull that kind of stuff on Uncle Jesse like Vance pulls of Paige.

“You’re telling me to hurry up?”

“You heard me, make it quick.” Coy clapped twice and pointed to the bathroom door. You could almost see the veins pop out of Vance’s head.

“Look, who spent an hour in the bathroom?”

“But…”

“It wasn’t me. No, I think it was that kid with the blonde hair and the sunglasses. What is his name? I don’t know, Coy!”

“Hey, I have a reputation to keep.”

“Your reputation is not going to suddenly become bankrupt if you don’t spend as much time beautifying yourself as a girl does!”

“That isn’t very nice!”

“It wasn’t supposed to be.” Vance messed up his cousin’s hair before going into the bathroom.

“HEY!” Vance quickly locked the door. “Auntie Paige, can I go and use your mirror?” Paige rolled her eyes. She nodded.

Now I don’t like this so far. I guess I can’t change it. I ain’t their parents. Still, I really wonder about these two.

Well Jose walked in the house. He doesn’t take too kindly to anyone disrespecting his wife which is good. Coy always seemed to be better with being nice to people. He still had a little attitude. This is probably why Bo and Luke can’t stand them.

Anyhow, Paige walked down the stairs. She pushed back her hair. As Jose looked into her eyes, he knew something was wrong. “Hey, what did he say?” Jose asked.

“Does it matter?” Paige asked. She shook her head as she sat down.

“Are you alright?”

“You know, at first, they were doing really well. Now Jose, I am always worried about Vance. Coy always wants to be a good looking guy. Even when he found out about needing glasses…”

“I know, they had to be sunglasses so they wouldn’t foil his image.”

“Oh I know, image is everything to that kid.”

“Sure is.”

“I wish that sometimes he would cool his heals. I remember the time he wanted to use my cover-up because he had a zit.” Jose began laughing.

“Well he is the character but you’re changing the subject.”

“I am not.”

“Admit it, there’s something you just don’t want to talk about.” Paige pulled away.

“Oh how would you know?” Jose walked up behind his wife and put an arm around her.

“What is worrying you about Vance?” Paige sighed as she stared into her husband’s eyes.

“How do you always know?”

“I wouldn’t be a good husband if I didn’t.”

“Since he got the last post card from his father…I don’t know, he’s been acting worse. You need to talk to him. Whenever you do it, Vance seems to feel better.”

“That and I am the only one who can.” Jose sighed as he shook his head. “I went through some things when I was a teenager. I was sometimes jealous of my brother Tony. You know, how good he was.”

“Exactly and that’s why he responds better to you. I can only talk about my over enthusiastic sister and what can I really say? Laurel was awesome.”

“Laurel was more than awesome, she was a godsend.” Paige smiled. “You should have seen what she did for Jesse. Laurel will always be in our hearts.”

“She would know what to say to him.” Paige sighed. She stood up, pulling Jose’s arms further around her. “I just don’t know what to do for Vance anymore.”

“Well I know and I will deal with it.” Coy ran down the stairs. He looked at Paige.

“Is it okay?” Coy asked.

“Is what okay?” Paige questioned. Coy began raving up above his head. You know, gesturing not touching his hair. “You mean is your hair okay?”

“Yeah, how does my hair look?” Jose and Paige looked at each other. “Is it too goofy or do you think I used enough gel?” Paige bit on her bottom lip.

“Your hair is fine, Coy.”

“Awesome.”

“Coy, why don’t you drive to school today—that way I can spend some time with Vance,” Jose suggested.

“Really?”

“Yeah sure, go for it.” Coy’s eyebrows rose dramatically. A smile rolled across his face.

“So you’re serious?” Coy was waiting for them to change their mind. Sometimes it happens. Coy is sort of a lead foot. “You are actually letting me drive?” The local law here is a little better than in Hazzard but Coy never gets a ticket.

“I am absolutely serious.”

“I’m driving today!”

“Yeah, you’re driving.”

“YAHOO! I get to drive!” Coy ran out of the house. He ran back in and kissed Paige on the cheek. Coy gave Jose a hug and walked out. You see ladies and gentlemen, they are Dukes—you wouldn’t think they are especially by looking at them but hey, they do love to drive.

Vance ran down the stairs as he heard the engine of the SUV. “Dad—I mean Uncle Jose, you let him take the car? You told him to speed off without me?” Vance asked. You see? They both love to drive and both love cars.

“Woe, hold the phone, I thought you could go with me this morning. I have been busy buying seed and stuff. I thought it was about time we did something together,” Jose replied.

“Really? Cool, let’s move—I’ll get my jacket.” Paige looked right into his eye. Jose winked.

“You think this will help?” Paige asked her husband.

“I sure hope so, Vance is a good kid. He just needs some man time I think. There’s nothing worse than talking your problems out with a mother like figure,” Jose answered. Paige put her hands on her hips.

“Now why not?”

“I don’t know, it just isn’t part of the man code.”

“There is a man code? Why don’t I know about this code?”

“You grew up with sisters.”

“I see. Well can you explain this man code to me? I really don’t understand.”

“Well it is really quite simple my dear.”

“Okay, prove it.”

“They don’t like to share their feelings with people. Men can share their feelings with grunts and groans. However, when a woman is around they clam up.”

“I see.” Now he is a pretty good father huh? Bo senior knew he would be. Hang on y’all, this is goanna be fun. Don’t worry, adventure is right around the corner for the Dukes.

2

Vance was driving the truck. Jose sat beside him and smiled at his young nephew. Vance seemed to sit close to the steering wheel. Jose shrugged it off as Vance being in one of his many moods. The road and rail network in Kansas were very nice. However, there wasn’t half as much vegetation as there was in Hazzard.

The Wichita area was filled with young and old. It was a very flat looking place. However, it was beautiful there. Jose seemed to make a very good life for himself. His children had grown and gone to high school. Now, he was taking care of Cameron’s two children.

Jose didn’t mind it too much. Sometimes, Vance was a bit of a handful or Coy was but they were relatively good kids. Jose loved them both with all his heart. He would walk through fire for them. Now friends, that is devotion, a commitment only a father like figure would hold.

Before we get into the big conversation that Jose and Vance are about to have, we should learn a little about these strangers. I mean it only makes sense. Them boys have been living in Kansas for a long time.

We have been concentrating solely on Hazzard. Which I feel somewhat red faced for doing. I really like that county. I know, there are adventures other places too. I guess we gotta try some variety huh folks?

So we’ll learn about Coy and Vance. After all, you know all about Bo and Luke. You know how Bo lives off luck. You know Luke is learning to become a leader.

Come on, how many adventures have we gone through with them? If I count correctly, nine adventures right? Oh I must be talented to remember that. However, you don’t know Coy and Vance.

Coy and Vance went to the Northeast Magnet High School. This school was appealing and normal for the two students. However, Northeast Magnet High School concentrates mainly on science, visual arts and law. That’s what makes it different.

Coy was really into law. He wanted to learn all about anything was law related. Coy had always wanted to either be a social worker or to work in a courtroom. He almost would rather work in a court room. He would love to be the center of attention and have everyone listen to him.

Vance, although a bit of a trouble maker, was a really good student. He really loved science. He liked taking things apart and seeing how they worked. This was especially the case with biology. Vance loved seeing how everything worked. Now folks, I think you are looking at a future doctor—if he becomes organized.

Well, that’s pretty good for now, I think you’ll learn more about them as we go along. Anyway, back to the drive, Jose was ready to open his mouth and talk about what was going on. Jose had an idea of what this was about. After all, he did know Vance pretty well.

It was almost amusing how Vance seemed to connect to Jose and Coy seemed to relate more to Paige. It was the just what the doctor ordered for the couple. This meant that Jose could handle Vance and Paige could keep an eye on good ol’ Coy.

“So, when you call me Dad it makes you feel bad right?” Jose questioned.

“Oh yeah, I get so angry because…hey, how did you know?” Vance asked. Jose smiled.

“I know because I know you.” Vance shook his head. “Come on, lay it on me.”

“Okay, look, when I first came here, I was pretty high in spirits with what was going on. I loved the horses and everything. I loved being around you.”

“Well we like being around you too.” Vance smiled. He was always pleased to hear that Jose loved him. “Something happened though between us that you didn’t like.”

“We became so close that I forgot my Dad.” Vance sighed as he pulled over on the side of the road. “You know, he sent me that postcard, I had almost forgotten about him.”

“Yeah?” Vance shrugged and lowered his head slowly. “You know, it isn’t a bad thing to forget about him for a minute.”

“Dad did something mean to us. He left us. Not only that, he found himself a new woman in a short amount of time. You would think that he would be mourning Mom. Instead, he throws her away like a shoe.”

“What makes you say that?”

“He’s writing us?”

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

“Well how about this.” Vance pulled a postcard out of his pocket and handed it to Jose. Jose scanned through the words. It didn’t indicate anything about a woman. “No, don’t read it, check the posting.”

“San Diego, so what?”

“No, the address he sends it from. It is a house number not on base. He sent me one last week too. Same place.”

“That doesn’t mean he has a wife.” Vance shook his head. “What?”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“What do you mean I wouldn’t understand? Come on Vance, try me.”

“When Dad gave us letters from his away missions, the postage said it was from the US. He rarely came home.” Jose crocked an eyebrow.

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

“No seriously, he had vacation time—time between missions. People from his unit would come back to the base. He wouldn’t.”

“So what are you saying?”

“I think Dad was cheating on Mom.”

“Are you sure?”

“I am positive. I am so sure of it I would bet my life on it. He was a cheater. I know he was.” Jose’s eyes widened.

“Dang.”

“Yeah no kidding—I wasn’t too impressed by this either.” Well mine are pretty wide too. My eyes I mean. Jessie Duke and Jesse Duke were dang good friends.

Jessie was a wonderful mother. She not only loved her own two sons, Vance and Luke. No, Jessie absolutely adored Jesse’s kids and Cal’s kids. She would treat all of them like they were her own.

Now tell me ladies and gentlemen, how fair would that be? To have someone you loved—I couldn’t imagine it. Oh well, I guess we’re holding on for more on this subject. Don’t worry y’all, the mystery will be solved by Bo Duke later on in Hazzard County.

3

“Honey, I need to get back to work tilling the ground,” Jose announced as he walked out of his house. Paige ran out and gave him a kiss.

“Did you think you did any good talking to Vance?” Paige asked. She kissed him again. Jose nodded. “Good, you always can play the man talk button.” Jose kissed Paige affectionately. She smiled.

“You are a wonderful wife. I hope you always know how much I love you.”

“I do, Jose, I really do.”

“Thank goodness.”

“You are the best husband too. You do so much for this family.”

“None of it would be possible without you my love.”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to leave you right now?” Paige began to laugh as she shook her head. “No really, you are so beautiful and so wonderful. I just can’t leave.”

“I know you don’t want to but I know you need to.”

“One dance is all I need.” He pulled Paige close. She began laughing as she shook her head.

“There’s no music.”

“Sure there is.” He grabbed her arms and put them around his neck. They slowly swayed to the music. “Can’t you hear it?”

“Nope.”

“It is a Trace Adkins song.” Paige laughed.

“I haven’t heard him for years.”

“Mostly on Dad’s CD player huh?”

“Yep, right on my Dad’s CD player.” Jose twirled his wife around and around. She brought him closer, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Here comes the good part.” Jose grabbed Paige’s hand, he twirled her around and dipped her. Paige couldn’t stop laughing. He dipped down to her level and kissed her gently. She laughed through the kiss.

“Thank you for this dance.”

“Now, I have got to get to that tractor.” Paige nodded. Jose walked out towards where he normally left the tractor. He had a huge smile on his face. After all, the dance with his wife was wonderful. I would have been smiling too.

As the tractor came into focus, Jose noticed someone playing under the hood. Now friends and neighbors, there are two things you don’t do to a man. One, you don’t injure his pride. Two, you never look, long or steal anything out from under his hood.

Now I know this is a tractor but to Jose, that is his life line. Tractors are just as much a part of the family as a car. So don’t you mess with them y’hear? It just ain’t nice.

This man here was not only looking and longing. No, this man did want to have his parts. For what reason, you ask? Why to sell of course. Why else to crooks like to go under the hood of a vehicle?

“HEY!” Jose exclaimed. The man looked up at Jose, you could see the anger in both men’s eyes. “Fella, this is my farm and my stuff. If you want to have it you’re going to have to go through me.”

“My pleasure,” The man replied. He laughed hard as he looked at Jose, a mature middle aged man. “I shouldn’t fight someone as old as you.”

“You’re calling me old?”

“Your skin speaks for itself.”

“Well you young inexperienced tick, you have no idea what you’re up against.”

“Yes I do, someone old.”

“I am goanna enjoy this.”

“Not as much as I will.” His dark brown hair waved in the wind. He was a younger man, in his mid twenties. The man was large looking to say the least. Who would have thought all of that could be muscle?

Jose got into a fighting stance. The crook made the first shot, right in Jose’s nose. As Jose’s eyes teared up, he hit him in the stomach which knocked the wind right out of Jose. He continued to beat on Jose, punching and kicking.

The minute Jose wasn’t able to get back up, the crook laughed—almost cackling like a witch. He grabbed onto the screw driver and finished the job. He pulled the engine apart, piece by piece. All the while Jose lied there groaning and moaning.

Now friends, this doesn’t look too good do it now? Poor Jose is stuck on the ground unable to move. All he can do is watch as this thief goes through his car parts. Now would you be upset? I am just watching it.

“Thanks for the car parts mister,” The crook said.

“Don’t—get—too—comfortable with them,” Jose said, through the pain.

“What are you going to stop me? Your neighbors didn’t stop me, what makes you think that you can you old man?”

“You—you will find out. You—you can’t stay hidden forever. Soon—sooner or later you’ll be dragged in.”

“I am sure I will. In the meantime, I will drive away with my new found goods.”

“I hope—you—you like prison.” The crook growled at Jose.

“You shut up.”

“You know—people don’t—really—really like to let people like you go free.”

“What would you know about it?”

“I—I just know.”

“Well I will show you what you know, you stupid man.” He kicked him in the head.

Back at the house, Paige was not aware at all of what was going on. That is until she saw a strange car driving on her property. She ran out to find her husband. Paige seemed baffled as she called for Jose; especially when her husband didn’t answer back.

As she saw him though, lying by the mutilated tractor, she screamed. Paige bit on her bottom lip. She tried to revive her husband but it was no use. She knew what she had to do, call an ambulance.

4

Coy and Vance walked into the emergency room as fast as they could. As they saw their aunt, both walked even faster towards her. Paige was bent over. She had her hands clasped on her forehead. Now considering her husband was in the hospital, she seemed to be doing okay.

Vance cleared his throat. Paige looked up and tried to smile weakly. “Auntie Paige where’s da—I mean Uncle Jose?” Vance questioned.

“Yeah, is he okay?” Coy asked.

“Cool your heels boys,” Paige said.

“How can we?”

“We got a call out of class and told to drive to the hospital? How would you react?” Vance inquired.

“I don’t like this at all…what happened to him exactly?”

“He’s been x-rayed poked and prodded. Your Uncle has a few broken ribs. He has a bad concussion,” Paige began.

“What about internal bleeding?” Vance queried.

“The doctors say there’s no sign of internal bleeding.”

“That’s good.”

“The nurse said he was pretty lucky that it was only the ribs that were broken.”

“Anything else wrong with him?” Coy asked.

“He is pretty bruised and banged up but he’ll be okay. There is one problem though.”

“What?”

“He’s going to have to sit the rest of the planting season out. With you boys in school…”

“Auntie Paige, I don’t have to go. Vance and I will stay home and…”

“I don’t think so.”

“But Auntie…”

“Coy, you may think that this would be a help to us but really, it wouldn’t be.”

“Call me crazy Auntie Paige but you know as well as I do, you can’t handle a tractor to save your life,” Vance pointed out.

“Yeah, I know that, Vance.”

“If we don’t get the seeds planted we’re in big trouble. Think about it, milk and egg money only goes so far. We’ll be in poor town before you know it.”

“I thought of all of that. I know that’s the least of the problems. This all happened to your uncle because someone was robbing our tractor parts. That model is useless. I need to take out a second mortgage to pay for it.”

“Oh great, how are we going to have enough money to live now?”

“Yeah? So you will let us stay home?” Coy asked.

“I don’t think so,” Paige replied.

“Then what are you goanna do?”

“I called up your Uncle Jesse, he’s going to send Daisy to help around here—just until the planning season is done.”

“Daisy? A girl?” Vance said, rather surprised.

“I’ll have you know that before you boys came here, Daisy stayed practically every single summer. She can drive anything and everything.”

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” Coy asked.

“Yeah, that’ll kill Uncle Jose’s pride. I mean he always loves to work out there. I am sure if you give him a couple of weeks he’ll…” Vance started.

“No, the doctor said no heavy lifting for six months. Broken ribs are a serious deal, boys. You know, if he moves the wrong way they could break off and do some real internal damage,” Paige cut in.

“You’re right. I still think Uncle Jose won’t like the help though,” Coy mumbled.

“Yeah well that’s tough.”

“Tough what?” Jose asked as a nurse wheeled him out of the room. You could see the bruises on his face.

“You’re going to bed right when we get home.”

“Paige I’m…”

“Broken?”

“Okay, okay…I’ll go to bed but in a couple of days…”

“You’ll rest.”

“I’ll rest—I don’t see why you have to be so hard on me.”

“Mrs. Duke I need you to fill out some paper work for me,” The nurse cut in.

“Sure,” Paige replied. She looked at Jose and then at the boys. Coy and Vance shrugged, thinking they did something off beam. “You boys better keep an eye on him.” They nodded. Paige walked away.

“What happened?” Vance asked his uncle.

“Yeah, why didn’t you cream the sucker? You could have killed him,” Coy added. Jose shook his head.

“Nah, this cream puff was more like a hero sandwich,” Jose replied.

“That big?”

“Uh huh, Coy…I could say he was bigger.”

“Like King Kong big or Godzilla big?”

“Godzilla without the fire power—well unless you count the punches.” Vance shook his head.

“How can you make jokes at a time like this?” Vance asked.

“Oh come on, he has just been through something terrible, it is good to laugh it up,” Coy replied. Vance messed up his hair. “Oh my gosh, why did you do that? Where’s the bathroom…oh never mind, I will find it myself.” Vance began laughing.

“Why do you do that?” Jose asked.

“It’s funny,” Vance replied. Jose glared at his nephew. “What? When he learns his hair isn’t all that important he’ll be a better man.”

“You honestly think he’ll learn that?” Vance’s eyes shifted.

“No.” Jose laughed as he shook his head. He grabbed onto his ribs.

“Don’t make me laugh it hurts.”

“Sorry Dad—err, I mean Uncle Jose.”

“Hey, if it makes it easier you can call me Dad.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah—Vance, Coy has wanted to call us Mom and Dad for the longest time. When he hears you call us Paige and Jose, he rather does a three sixty.” Vance smiled.

“Thanks—Dad.” Jose had a big smile roll across his face. “Do you think Paige will mind?”

“Mind what?”

“If I call her mom.”

“Mind? Heck, she’ll have a bird she’ll be so excited. You know, Vance you never give her enough credit. She loves you.”

“I always felt like a burden to her—and to you.”

“You know, not matter where we go or what we say, I’ll always love you. You’re never a burden.”

“You mean it?”

“I do, I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it Vance. When Jesse asked if y’all could stay here, I was thrilled to say the least. I wanted y’all here.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“No really. You two have helped me in more ways than you’ll ever know. Some people find a great void when their children leave.”

“You miss them a lot.”

“I do.”

“So having us around…kind of helped you out in that situation?”

“Helped? Vance, it saved us both. Paige and I needed something to come into our lives. When Coy walked in with his weird girly habits, it made me laugh.”

“Funny, it makes me want to hit him.” Jose laughed and shook his head.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” Vance smiled. He gave his Uncle a hug. Now ain’t that a nice change? Well you know what though? There’s goanna be a big happenings around. After all, the boys don’t like when their kin is abused like that.

5

Daisy walked into the house, completely parched. She looked at Paige who was just coming out with a tray of food. “How is he?” Daisy asked as she grabbed a glass from the cupboard.

“Asleep. You know, this took a lot out of him,” Paige replied. Daisy filled up her cup of water. Paige put the dishes down on the counter. She opened up the dishwasher and stuck them in.

“Yeah, well that would take something away from anyone.” Paige smiled and shook her head. “You know, he really does love the adventure.”

“I know he does.”

“When I took him his dinner last night, he was telling me how much he missed Hazzard sometimes.” Paige smiled.

“So do I but I think of all the memories we have made for ourselves here.”

“You have a lot of memories.”

“Yeah I do, both in Hazzard and here. My children grew up here. You came over and spend time with us which was wonderful to say the least. I have a change of heart every single time I think of the memories.” Paige closed the dishwasher.

“Oh I think of Hazzard County the same way.”

“Oh yeah? I thought you said that you loved Hazzard.”

“Oh, I do. I absolutely adore Hazzard County. Oh Paige, I don’t know how you could have left.”

“Sometimes, I don’t know either.” Daisy smiled. She began showing her mime abilities as she talked.

“Oh the car chases are amazing. One time, I was driving General Lee and there was this huge car behind me. I was so worried because he was shooting and everything.”

“What did you do?”

“Bo and Luke were borrowing Dolly to go Boar hunting. Well I drove, they took the guy off the road by shooting out the tires.”

“Sometimes….”

“Sometimes I miss Chicago.” Daisy sighed. She smiled weakly. “I don’t know why but I guess it is just like that. I miss my friends. I miss my mom at times.”

“That’s perfectly normal.”

“You think?”

“Oh yeah, it is very normal to miss everything.”

“Yet at the same time, I love Hazzard.” Daisy smiled. “Other times I miss Wichita. Still, the memories in Hazzard County are so wonderful.”

“You know, I always wondered why you didn’t run away to Wichita. Your mother thought that would be the first place you would go to.”

“You wanna know a secret?”

“Sure.”

“I was planning on coming here.” Paige began laughing and she shook her head. “No really, I wanted to come here. Being here was the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“What happened?”

“I got on the wrong shipping truck.” Paige suddenly looked at her watch. “What is it?”

“They should have been home an hour ago—they have a half day today because the middle school is coming to see what the school looks like.” Paige swallowed hard.

“What?”

“I think they…pulled a Bo and Luke.” Daisy’s eyes widened with excitement. “Woe, hold on a minute.” Paige put up her hands, almost as if she was trying to hold back Daisy’s thought. “I am not sure about this. I am just guessing now.”

“Oh boy, you think they went after the crook?”

“Well ten additional farms have been hit.” Daisy rubbed her chin. She thought about reasons why Bo and Luke would have been upset. “Two more men were beaten up.”

“Yeah, that and I was telling stories about my cousin’s many adventures.”

“What? Last night?”

“Yeah, I must have given them ideas.”

“You don’t think that made them do anything do you?” Daisy went silent. She looked away. “Daisy Duke! Answer me young lady.”

“I don’t know, when I first got hold of what they did in Hazzard County, I wanted to do everything the same as my cousins.”

“You have got to be kidding me. Those were stories. What makes you think my boys with go for it?”

“Simple Auntie Paige, they have got Duke Blood running through their veins.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Daisy tried to think of how to explain it. She looked confused until finally, something popped into her head.

“Dukes are born to go for adventures. You can stick a Duke in a boarding school and he or she will be so bored they’ll find adventure.”

“Example?”

“I used to pull pranks on teachers. The not getting caught part was the adventure.”

“You don’t do that in Hazzard do you?”

“No, but that’s because I get what I need out of Hazzard.”

“So you think they are out there?”

“No, I don’t think they are out there.” Paige sighed, a great sigh of relief. “I know they are out there.” So much for that huh? Now Paige looked worried once again.

“Are you sure?”

“Uh huh, I sure am.”

“How do you know?” Ladies and gentlemen, it seemed like Paige was taking Daisy in circles. Daisy and Bo have one thing in common. Both don’t like to repeat themselves. Daisy will do it anyway—simply out of protest.

“If Coy and Vance have any Duke in them, they will be looking for this guy who bashed in someone, who has been a father to them.”

“They’ll do this because of Jose?” Daisy nodded softly. Paige placed her hands on her hips.

“Oh yeah, of course they will. Soon, they will get themselves in trouble.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s what all Dukes do.”

“I see.”

“After a long set of trouble, the crooks will get rid of them. Therefore, I am goanna take my Dolly and look for them.”

“Daisy…”

“You stay here and take care of Uncle Jose.”

“Daisy I…”

“Don’t worry, they’ll be fine—if I find them.” Paige shook her head. You could see the fear in her eyes. Daisy knew it too. “I promise, nothing will happen to me.”

“You shouldn’t go.”

“Come again?”

“If anyone should be going, I should. I mean one they’re my boys. And two, I don’t want anything to happen to you. Do you understand that?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“No, I think you should stay here.”

“I think that you’re worrying for nothing.”

“Daisy, if they’re in trouble you will be caught right in the middle of it.”

“I brought my dynamite arrows with me.” Daisy walked out of the house. Paige followed her, shaking her head the whole time. “A precaution I always take when going on an adventure.”

“You may be an adult but we’re in my home. We’re going back inside to discuss this.” Paige pulled Daisy back into the house.

“The longer we discuss this, the longer it will take to get your boys back. That means that we might not get them back if you understand what I am getting at.”

“You don’t think they’ll have guns?” Daisy rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “It is a simple question, do you think they will have guns.”

“Of course they have guns.” Daisy shook her head no. “Oh come on Auntie Paige, I have done it thousands of times. Look at me, I am still standing.”

“In Hazzard, you have.”

“There is no difference.”

“There very well could be.”

“I could go after people in Asia and still be able to do it. I have gone against tougher crooks than that. Coy and Vance have no experience. You said it yourself, you’re more of an indoor girl.”

“Well…”

“Thanks Auntie.” Daisy kissed her aunt on the cheek. “You’re the best.” Daisy walked out of the house and got into the car. Okay, I told you the action was starting. Y’all had better hold on, you know that this is goanna be rough.

6

As Daisy was driving, she noticed a tractor heading for Arkansas River. Now even if that were normal she would have gone to see what was going on. When you see two figures running behind it, you certainly know there is something wrong.

Daisy turned onto the grass. She pulled up beside them. Yup, sure enough, it was Coy and Vance. “Oh Daisy thank goodness its you. We can’t stop the dang thing,” Coy announced.

“Don’t worry. I’ll get ya out of this,” Daisy replied. She drove ahead of them.

“I thought she was getting us out of this not leaving us.”

“Coy, don’t be so…shameless, she’s coming back,” Vance told his cousin. Daisy drove to a tree heading in their direction.

“What is she doing?” She climbed up faster than a monkey. “Woe, I wish I could do that.”

“You could if you weren’t worried about ruining your hair.”

“You’re right.” As the tractor came along, Daisy jumped in the driver’s seat. “YAY GO DAISY!” She turned it off just before in went into the water. Now Daisy was staring at the two boys.

“Thanks Daisy, you saved our bacon.”

“I mean we thought we were goanna die.”

“You stopped it.”

“Thanks for caring enough to save us.”

“Yeah we mean that.”

“You were almost drowning pigs. Y’all were so close to the bottom it ain’t even funny. What possessed you to do such a thing? Ya don’t go after crooks without something to help you,” Daisy lectured.

“Daisy—it was a matter of pride and…” Vance began.

“You don’t fight for pride. You fight because it is the right thing to do. What does pride bring? Do you have any idea?”

“Ah…”

“That’s what I thought, pride brings greed and greed breaks you down until you have nothing left. You both almost let that happen today.”

“We didn’t mean to get ourselves in this much trouble.” Daisy grabbed a sewing kit out of the back of her jeep. She took out a pin. Daisy began undoing the handcuffs.

“How did you learn how to pick locks?” Coy asked.

“Your brother taught me,” Daisy replied.

“Bo?”

“Perfect Bo?” Vance questioned.

“Who ever said he was perfect?” Daisy inquired. Coy and Vance looked at each other. “They’s on probation ain’t they?” Coy’s arm was freed. He grabbed onto his wrist, rubbing it tenderly.

“We always just saw them as…”

“What, you thought they were saints?”

“Yeah,” Coy replied. Daisy laughed and shook her head. She began to work on Vance’s hand. “They always seemed to do so much better in school than us.”

“Well let’s see, Bo sleeps through class and has detention practically everyday. He leaves his socks everywhere in the house. Why? Well he doesn’t want to wear them and only does because he has to.”

“Luke is perfect though,” Vance mumbled.

“Ha! Luke burns everything he has ever tried to cook. He is always reading.”

“How is that a bad thing?”

“When you do it almost all the time?” Daisy smiled as she shook her head. “Luke may do service but most of the time, he has his mind on what he reads.”

“So they’re not perfect at all?” Coy questioned.

“Not by far, Coy…not by far.” Vance’s lock was undone. He too began to rub his sore wrist. “Well let’s get a move on…oh wait.” Daisy turned the key and the tractor began going again. Everyone walked backwards.

“What did you do that for?”

“To give us an advantage. Now they think you’re dead.”

“We’re not trying again are we?” Vance asked.

“Yeah.”

“Well you saw what happened.”

“I did Vance. That’s why this time, we’re doing things my way.”

“Okay but I think that you’re nuts.”

“We’re goanna have fun. Y’all will figure out how to do it.”

“Hazzard style?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Uh oh, Daisy is goanna turn them into Bo and Luke? Well this I have to see. These boys are far from Hazzard material. I say that in the nicest way.

Now, they drover over to a very hush-hush hide out which was of course an enormous barn. You see they needed a place for their giant operation. Now I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t see it. I mean really, a chop shop for tractors. Most of the men just loaded the tractor on the truck.

The biggest man that Jose was talking about, Randy, would take them apart. Why? Well he knew he could defend himself against anyone. When you’re a big man like ol’ Randy, of course you’re not goanna be afraid of anyone.

One man, Don, was on the phone. He was talking about orders for tractors being shipped to Hazzard County Georgia. I almost choked on my gum when I heard that. Now ain’t that funny how that works?

Bo and Luke would have had to deal with this anyway. So the weird shop that was down the street was goanna have to go out of business. Daisy wondered where these people were getting parts for Hazzard.

Now Bo and Luke were goanna have some fun—well along with them. Daisy smiled and shook her head. She climbed down the backside of the barn.

Daisy walked back to where the boys were hiding out. Coy and Vance seemed very quiet. Daisy knew this would use up her Auntie’s minutes but she was goanna phone Bo and Luke, you know, to have them fix things on their end.

As she made the phone call, Coy and Vance were sort of guarding Dolly. They seemed to think everyone was goanna find them. Daisy had to keep pulling them down. Coy and Vance are jumpy characters, don’t you think?

After making a call to Bo, Luke and Paige, Daisy made one more—to the police. This was pretty smart of her, calling those men in blue I mean. Think about it, there were lots of them. Now for the fun part.

So watch closely y’all, there ain’t no instant replay button. It ain’t been installed. The Dukes are too quick for one anyway. Like watch this. Daisy pulled out some dynamite with longer fuses—low charges though. She wanted to get the men out of the building and then blow it sky high.

Well not before capturing all the evidence on camera. Since Daisy earned a little money over the summer by babysitting. She bought herself a digital camera. Daisy went back in the building yet a second time, despite of worries by the boys.

She shot all sorts of nice pictures from the raptors. You know, them chopping whole ones. Parts being boxed and men talking on the phone. Daisy knew she watched as all these parts were flipped on a truck.

Daisy got out again. She grabbed her bow and arrows. She let the first one fly over in the far corner. The people naturally came out to see what all the hullabaloo was about. As they all made their way out, Daisy shot two arrows, one after another.

As they blew, the building walls crashed down, which ruined the barn. However, the parts were still unharmed and most importantly, practically undamaged.

While Daisy was letting off charges. The boys let the air out of the tires. So when the police came, no one could leave. Pretty good for a short days work, ain’t it?

The crooks went to jail. Daisy got her camera back after all the pictures were downloaded into the police computer. That made her happy. And how about this for an encore presentation? The Dukes were rewarded with a five thousand dollar reward which was used to pay off their loan for the tractor. What did they do with their old tractor?

Well Daisy taught Coy and Vance how to make go-carts. Pretty funny huh? They called Daisy a girl and yet she was better at things like that. Well there you have it folks, a happy conclusion for the Dukes of Kansas.

Roscoe’s Love Affair

by: Essy Jane

THIS STORY IS dedicated to

Kristy Duke
AKA
Garrett Duke

Kristy Duke is a great person who is not only a fellow writer but is a very good friend. She has always been wonderful. There is something special about her. She always finds good in people. Even if she is having a bad day, Kristy helps others to feel good.

Kristy has inspired me to keep on going no matter what. That is what is so amazing about her. From the first day I started writing, she complimented me and made me feel like I was important. She made me feel like I was supposed to be here.

Kristy Duke was the one who encouraged me to come back and keep writing in cyberhazzard. Otherwise, I would still be sitting there not writing at all. This series wouldn’t have ever been created. I would not have met many new people here.

I remember the first time I was introduced to her. She was quiet and didn’t say much so I was told. However, she surprised even Daney as she talked to me. Because of Daney, I met a wonderful person who can do nothing but good with her writing and with people.

Don’t let her silence fool you. Kristy has a lot to offer everyone. I do mean that. She has a lot in there. She is an amazing writer. Kristy constantly has been magnificently kind to everyone around her. So this one is for her. For Kristy deserves some recognition every once in a while.

1

Greetings from the great Hazzard County, I am your Balladeer and I will be taking you around. I am so glad you chose to come back for all those that have been here before. For all you newbies, I welcome you to Hazzard County and hope you come repeatedly.

May I introduce you to Leila’s favorite day of the year? Thank you. Her absolute favorite part of the year is her anniversary. She loves knowing that JD Hogg married her. Leila loves him a lot.

I guess the anniversary is something that was created solely to drive men nuts. You have to go out and find the perfect gift and know when to give it. If you forget the anniversary, men get to sleep on the lumpy couch.

So, all men hate this day with a passion. Well almost all men. Bo and Luke seem to love it. They are the ultimate charmers. An example of this, they gave the lunch lady a necklace to commemorate her thirty third year as a lunch lady. Now friends, that’s slick. You wouldn’t believe the lunch they had the next day.

As for me, well—I don’t like it at all. Boss Hogg is in my same boat but he works dang hard. He wants to make everything so perfect for Ms Leila. So what does he do? He buys her amazing things and does deeds that would drive her to kiss him.

They sit on the outskirts of ridge road and have a beautiful date. A dinner where the two just enjoy each other’s company. Boss is always nice on this day. He seems to pull out the right cards to make Leila love him all that much more.

I bet you’re wondering why he picked ridge road. Well that’s simple, this is where Boss proposed after their date went sour. You see, Boss wanted to take her to a dance and proposed right on the floor of the barn. Instead he had a flat tire and had to propose right there.

As they ate their fried chicken, Boss Hogg noticed an orange car flying through the air. It landed five feet away from them. Soon the usual white patrol car began to fly. It didn’t land five feet away. In fact, it landed right on top of Boss Hogg’s white Grand Torino.

Since Boss had replaced his old police cars with even older sturdier ones, this car ripped right through the metal of the Grand Torino. Now friends, that is the death of a beautiful car. I will dearly miss it. You can imagine how Boss Hogg’s face looked.

Thank goodness Leila calmed him right down. Otherwise I tell ya, Boss Hogg would have kicked Roscoe’s hat all the way out of the state. I don’t think Roscoe could have dealt with a new hat. That one fits him very well.

When Boss Hogg got back to the office with Roscoe, well let’s just say he sat in his office a long time before coming out. “Well Roscoe, I ain’t goanna make you pay for a new car. However, I have requested a partner for you,” Boss Hogg announced as he came out of his office.

“Partner? I am the Sheriff of Hazzard County. Sheriffs have deputies not partners. I already have two deputies. One is Enos. The other is Rod Dustan. I ain’t got the heart to fire him. He’s a good old timer, Khee,” Roscoe explained.

“Yes, you are a sheriff that likes to destroy things.” Roscoe motioned a fist as Boss Hogg turned around to grab something. Roscoe cleared his throat, trying to hide what he had done before.

“I ain’t that bad.”

“Roscoe, you’re lucky I ain’t firing you.”

“Well…”

“I figured that if you hung around a nice police person who was good at their job you might get somewhere in life.”

“I am a good sheriff.”

“She will be coming tomorrow.”

“She?”

“Miss Sally Hunter.”

“Boss, I don’t need a partner.”

“My car says differently Roscoe.” Boss shakes his head as he takes out a pack of donuts. “Oh well though, I guess I’ll get a new Cadillac. That way I can be like my mentor.”

“Oh good! Then I did you a favor right? Khee, I knew I did well. Now you can phone back that woman and tell her not to come?”

“She’s coming Roscoe, make no mistake about that.”

“But Boss…”

“Now don’t you Boss me Roscoe P Coltrane. I am sending this woman so you don’t mess up as bad.”

“I didn’t do too badly.” Boss crocked an eyebrow. Come on folks, Roscoe did mess up. He landed on top of a Grand Torino. That is a 59 year old car.

“You destroyed my car.”

“So? You can get it fixed.”

“A car whose parts are obsolete…in other words I have to talk to the Davenport brothers and get them to specially weld and make every part of the car.”

“I was just chasing them Duke Boys like you said.”

“Chase them anywhere but near my spot.”

“Yes sir.” Yep, our Roscoe is in big trouble. You know it too. He don’t want some girl messing in his personal affairs. Being a officer of the law was his personal business. So what is he goanna do? “I’m goanna go now Boss.”

“Fine, git.”

“Alright.”

“Good.” Roscoe walked outside and sat on the top step of the courthouse. Bo and Luke noticed him from Cooter’s Garage. Anyone would notice him right now. Look at those sore puppy dog eyes. Bo and Luke walked across the road.

“What’s up Roscoe?” Bo commented.

“Like you care,” Roscoe snapped.

“Roscoe we care, we always have,” Luke answered him.

“No you don’t, all you Dukes care about is messing up Boss’ plans.”

“And girls,” Bo added.

“Yes and you care about girls.”

“Don’t forget about the cars,” Luke pointed out. Roscoe rolled his eyes.

“Yes Luke, you care about cars too.” Roscoe sighed. He shook his head. “But you don’t care about me.”

“We care about you Roscoe, really.”

“Otherwise we wouldn’t be asking. Now come on, tell Uncle Bo all about it,” Bo commented.

“Alright, they’re giving me an assistant,” Roscoe replied.

“An assistant? That ain’t too bad. She’s probably honest. Boss won’t keep her long and then you can go back on your cheery optimistic way. And ya can start catching us once again for stupid reasons.”

“You’re right Bo, Boss Hogg can’t stand honest people, that’s why he has me chase you. Khee, I feel better already.”

“Now you go out there and write some tickets.”

“Roger Wilcox, Bo and Luke. That’s radio talk for I sure will. Tee-hee, I am goanna be by myself in no time.” Roscoe began dancing down the street. Luke stared at his cousin Bo.

“Now why in your right mind would go and tell him that?” Luke questioned.

“Simple Luke, he was upset. I had to say something to make it all better,” Bo replied.

“Good grief, you’re looking forward to this lady leaving?” Bo shrugged.

“Ain’t you?”

“No, I think that it would be nice to have a little honesty in Hazzard County once in a while. You know, not always Dukes after everyone.”

“So?”

“So, can you imagine not having a ticket every other day for something stupid?”

“Oh come on Luke, if you haven’t noticed, Roscoe and Enos are what makes Hazzard more interesting. If there was no chase we wouldn’t have the chance to practice now would we?”

“Bo, do you always think about racing?”

“No.”

“I see.”

“I think about girls too.”

“You’re impossible you know that?” Luke shook his head. He looked both ways. “One minute girls the next about cars. What am I goanna do with you?”

“You could shoot me.”

“Then Hazzard really wouldn’t be interesting.” Bo began to laugh. He smiled.

“Cousin, I wouldn’t want a Hazzard without you either.” Luke smiled. As he looked at the cheesy look on Bo’s face, his expression changed.

“You mean that?”

“No Luke Duke in Hazzard? Now that would be weird. Uncle Jesse says that the two of us make quite the team.”

“Oh we do make quite the team.” Luke had the ‘as a matter of fact’ look on his face. Bo knew he just had to point out something else. “Don’t forget about Daisy though.”

“How could I? She has saved our bacon more times than I’ll ever be able to count.”

“You can say that again.”

“She has saved our bacon…”

“Bo I didn’t mean that literally.”

“I know.” The two walked back across the street. Bo stopped in front of the garage. Luke stopped beside him.

“You know what I especially like about Daisy?” Luke scratched his head, tilting it slightly to the side. He then looked back at Bo.

“What?”

“I like the fact that she’s so honest and open.”

“Oh that she is.”

“I think that she really loves it here too.”

“Daisy will always love it here. Who doesn’t?”

“I don’t know of one single person who would ever want to leave Hazzard County.”

“I do, people who want major jobs.” Bo laughed and shook his head.

“That’s for sure.”

“Hazzard doesn’t exactly have everyone of the jobs that people want.”

“Tom couldn’t become the best scientist he could be out here.”

“Well with the new hospital…”

“You never know. He might move back here so he can do research. Wouldn’t that be nice to have our cousins back here again?”

“Oh that would be like a dream come true.” Bo and Luke walked into the garage. They both slid under a car each and began to help Dodger and Cooter.

“I really missed those two.”

“Which two?” Dodger asked.

“Tom and John,” Cooter replied.

“How would you know what they’re talking about?”

“I ease drop, dogfish.”

“That’s not nice, Cooter.”

“Oh come on y’all, cool it,” Bo said.

“Yeah, no fights over stupid things,” Luke added.

“Sorry, Dodge,” Cooter mumbled.

“Sorry Coot,” Dodger answered.

“There, now that’s awesome,” Luke stated.

“Y’all should always be trying to be friends,” Bo added. Cooter and Dodger looked at each other and growled. Bo and Luke laughed. Now friends, I like Bo and Luke. They may not always see eye to eye but they get along pretty good. While they’re at it, they help others get along. Now that’s friendship.

2

Bo and Luke were racing with Daisy. Luke was driving this time which was fine by Bo. He loved to sit back and watch every once in a while. Luke was beating Daisy pretty well. He had her right where he wanted her.

Well that is until a third car appeared in the race. The car was a nice old one too. It was a white Roadrunner. It came equip with a CB radio. Now friends, this gal must’ve A either been in Hazzard before or B talked to someone in Hazzard.

Now Bo and Luke knew that she was too old for them. Come on, an eighteen and sixteen year old? Oh yeah, too old for them two. However, Uncle Jesse would take a switch to the both of them if they didn’t help this person.

So naturally, Bo pulled up the CB receiver. He was ready to help this woman. “Breaker, Breaker, this is the General Lee calling the UFO car, you got a handle, come back?” Bo said over the CB.

“Howdy General Lee, this is Mustang Sally calling back to y’all. I see you’re the Han but who’s your pedal meddler come back?” Sally replied. Alright, for y’all who really don’t know your CB terminology a Han is a helper or a passenger.

“Actually we’re the Lost Sheep one and two.”

“I can see two young lambs in there. Your vessel must be General Lee. Nice pick, come back.”

“Thank you ma’am.”

“So which one’s which.”

“Come again?”

“Who is the lost sheep one and who is the lost sheep two?”

“I am the two ‘cause I was born second. My pedal meddler is number one, come back.”

“I see, I was wonderin’, can y’all help me?”

“Sure darlin’ what do ya need?”

“Do you know how to get to the Bear Cave? Or are y’all truly lost sheep?” For all that don’t know what a bear cave is, that is the police station.

“Well follow us Mustang Sally, we’ll show you the way.”

“That’s a big 10-4 and out.”

“This is Bo Peep calling lost sheep. If you show where it is, I win the race, come back,” Daisy cut in on the CB.

“This is lost sheep two, we take the bet with you. Now we’ll wash them dishes. Back it down about ten miles or so. I don’t want ol’ Roscoe giving you a bear bite.”

“Roscoe, give me a bear bite? Like he could catch me to do so. Anyway, Roger and out Lost sheep two.”

Bo put the CB down. “Do you think she’ll get a ticket?” Bo questioned his cousin.

“Daisy? Get a ticket? Hmm, come on Bo she’s a Duke. When was the last time she had a ticket?” Luke questioned.

“Ah…”

“Exactly, which is more than I can say for you.”

“Look, the last time the tire went flat. What was I supposed to say to Roscoe, forgive me for speeding? Give me a minute while I change my tire? Like that would work.”

“I still can’t believe that girl wants to visit the police station. I mean who wants to meet the Hazzard law?”

“Unless she’s in some sort of trouble.” Luke snapped his fingers. “What? You have that look in your eye again Luke.”

“What look?”

“Where you understand something—well and then somehow we get in trouble.”

“She’s the new sheriff.”

“I thought Roscoe was the Sheriff.”

“He is the Sheriff. However, she’s the partner Roscoe was mopping about.” Bo finally had the look of clarity on his face. “I can’t believe you didn’t remember that.”

“Oh that was two weeks ago.” Bo opened the glove box and pulled out some peanuts. “I have had a lot happen since then.”

“Yeah like Elli-Mae’s father shooting at you?”

“Well I didn’t mean for the kiss to go that long.” Bo stuck some peanuts in his mouth. He chewed them up real well as he smiled. Yes folks you better believe it, that was some kiss.

“Uh huh, did you explain that to him?”

“Didn’t have time, too busy running from the shotgun.” Luke laughed as he shook his head. “Hey, you would be running too.” Luke turned into town and stopped in front of the police station. Bo quickly got out and opened the door for her.

“That’s mighty nice of you lost sheep two. Not many gentlemen left in the world,” Mustang Sally commented.

“Ah—my name is Bo. Over there is my cousin Luke. We’s Duke boys,” Bo answered her.

“Good because my name ain’t exactly Mustang Sally.”

“I kinda figured that.” Luke slid out of the car and walked over to them. “What is your name?”

“Sally Hunter.” Bo put out his hand. She clasped it and shook tightly.

“Quite the grip there.”

“Thank you, I could teach you how to master yours.”

“Oh come on Miss Sally, I am good at the grip.” She winked at Luke.

“Does he talk?” Luke smiled. He looked openly at Sally Hunter as he normally did when he met a new person. She had light brown hair with highlights all through it. Sally had these beautiful blue eyes.

“I talk Ma’am,” Luke expressed, he pushed back his chestnut hair.

“Ah the dead have spoken. Now, I am here for a meeting with Boss Hogg and my new partner.”

“Before you go, where are you goanna be staying.”

“At the boarding house.”

“Uncle Jesse would never accept that. You can stay with us while you’re here.”

“You want a total stranger to stay in your house?”

“Uncle Jesse likes all kinds of company. He doesn’t mind that you’re a stranger. Anyone is family to him,” Bo cut in.

“I see.”

“He would tan our hides if we didn’t bring ya home.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah. You seem like nice people.”

“Besides, you need some kin,” Luke added.

“You know, I used to have kin in this area but they all moved to Oklahoma to be near us,” Sally commented. See? I knew that she was here a few times. “I haven’t been here in so long I didn’t even remember where town was.”

“It’ll come back to you.”

“Well I tell you what, you take my car over there. Then y’all can come and pick me up after work. How does that sound?”

“Sure, no problem.”

“You know, I was worried about coming to Hazzard County, now I think it is goanna be alright.”

“We feel honored to have you with us.”

“Thanks Luke, you’re a real charmer for a kid.”

“You think I am a charmer, talk to my cousin over there. Women love him.”

“I bet.” Bo smiled and winked. He walked over to her car. “Oh Bo, you’re goanna need these.” Bo turned around just as Sally threw her keys to him. Bo caught them though I wonder how.

“Thank you,” Bo mumbled.

“See you two after work.”

“Alright,” Luke replied. Now I wonder what she’s goanna think of our Hazzard department of police. I guess we’ll have to stick around to find out.

3

Roscoe was sitting at his desk filling out the paper work. Typing away and printing out reports. He always made doubles incase the computers crashed. I think that is smart. No matter how wonderful technology is, it can still break.

That’s when he saw her standing there. Sally Hunter, eyes of sapphire blue. Roscoe couldn’t help but look into them. He couldn’t believe how beautiful a set of eyes could be. Hers seemed to bat to a time.

Sally had beautiful hair. Hair floating lightly as she flicked her hair. That brown hair with the blonde highlights was natural and you could tell that one. Roscoe seem perplexed with every movement this Sally Hunter made.

Of course Miss Sally wondered about the Sheriff, especially as his eyes widened. I would wonder too if someone I had never met before was staring at me in such a fashion.

You know what though? Roscoe was over his head. He already felt great affection for Sally though he couldn’t understand why. You wouldn’t think it could happen so fast but it was.

Roscoe was head over heels in love. I don’t mean the kind that you see in High School. I mean the type of love that lasts. Something that I haven’t seen in Roscoe ever, love that is. I have never seen him look at anyone like this.

Have you ever heard of love at first sight? I think that’s what I’m seeing now. He seems to be taken with her. From her head right down to her cherry pumps, he likes every bit of her. She wore a white dress with a rose print on it. Yep definitely love at first sight.

Well I saw it with Enos. Young Deputy Strait looks at Daisy like my papa looked at my mama. Enos’ eyes were fully engaged on her. Daisy seemed not to understand what his eyes were saying to her but she shrugged it off. One day, I know Daisy Duke will understand.

Just like Sally will understand. She would know how Roscoe felt about her. Not only that, Sally might just feel the same way about him. You never know. Love is a strange and powerful thing.

“Hello, are you Sheriff Coltrane?” Sally asked. As she spoke, he seemed to melt where he was. Roscoe’s eyes lit right up. He was typing but it seemed like he didn’t know what he was typing. “Are you Sheriff Coltrane?”

“Yes, I am Sheriff Roscoe Pervis Coltrane—ah the third. You must be Miss Sally Hunter. Ah…it is nice to meet you,” Roscoe finally answered.

“That’s quite a name, Sheriff.”

“Ah—sorry.”

“I don’t blame you for your name. Why are you saying sorry?”

“I should have given you just the short version.”

“You mean the reader’s digest version?”

“Exactly.” Roscoe cleared his throat. He swallowed hard. “You may call me Roscoe.”

“Alright—Roscoe.”

“Sounds better when you say my name than when Boss does.” Roscoe cringed at his statement. He had no idea what to say around this woman. “I mean, you have a pretty voice—Miss Hunter.” Sally began laughing.

“You know, if I am goanna be on a first name basis with you, I think you should call me by mine.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

“I just didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“I don’t feel uncomfortable in the least.” Sally took out her chap stick and rubbed the soft stick on her velvet lips.

“It wouldn’t—ah—be very nice if you felt that way.” She rubbed her lips together. Roscoe pulled at his shirt. “Boy it is hot in here.”

“It is only fair after all Roscoe.”

“What’s fair?” Sally began laughing. She shook her head in fun. Sally stopped laughing and smiled.

“You, Roscoe, you calling me Sally.”

“Oh, right.”

“Personally, I think it is easier working together when you call your fellow member of staff by their name.”

“Yeah, I think you’re right.”

“So you will call me Sally?”

“Yes ma’am…I mean Sally.” Roscoe began to play with the ring that sat on his right ring finger. Sally smiled. She looked up at him, wondering about this Roscoe P. Coltrane. He seemed like a gentlemen. A little bit nervous but otherwise all right.

“So where can I get a uniform? And where can I find Boss Hogg?”

“Two wonderful questions.” Enos walked in the room. He looked at Sally with big eyes.

“Howdy, I’m Enos Strait,” Enos announced.

“I’m Sally Hunter. You must be the deputy. Very nice to meet you. How is your shooting?” Sally replied.

“Pretty good ma’am.”

“Maybe later we can go to the range and practice?”

“Sure, sounds fun.”

“Uh…maybe I should practice with her,” Roscoe cut in. He swallowed hard. “You can take her to get in a uniform Enos.”

“Yes sir.” Enos smiled as he began to walk away. He suddenly noticed that she wasn’t behind him. “Follow me, Miss Sally.”

“Of course, Enos you lead on. While you’re at it, you can give me a tour of the jail,” Sally replied.

“Sure thing, that’s my favorite part. I love tours. Possum on a gum bush! That would be even more fun. You sure have good ideas.”

“You think so?”

“Oh I know so Miss Sally.” Sally laughed and patted Enos on the head.

“You’re funny you know that?” She walked with him slowly. Sally looked all about. She wanted to learn this place all over again.

Roscoe stood there shaking his head. Now you can just imagine how Roscoe was feeling. He thought he was a total failure. All he was trying to do was leave a good impression.

Poor Roscoe really didn’t know what to do at first. He sat and he sat. He swiveled a bit in his chair. Roscoe snapped his fingers. He walked into his office at a snail’s pace. You know, still worried about the impression.

Roscoe slammed the door. He walked over to his desk. Roscoe picked up the phone. He sat down and called the only person who he trusted with advice and lived in town, Daisy Duke. You know, it is funny, the Dukes are his enemies yet he talks with them the most.

“Hello, Duke farm, Jesse speaking,” Jesse said as he answered the phone.

“Jesse, I need Daisy quick,” Roscoe replied.

“Is this about my boys?”

“No Jesse, make me happy, I have to talk to Daisy. Please, this is important.”

“Alright Roscoe, hold on.”

“Okay, thank you Jesse, I’ll never forget this.”

“I’m sure you will, Roscoe. I am sure you will.”

“No really.”

“Will you let me go now?”

“Sure thing.” Jesse put the phone down. Roscoe tapped his fingers on the desk slowly. He began to go faster and faster as the time went on. It took about two minutes to find Daisy.

“Hello?” Daisy said.

“Oh thank goodness Daisy I so needed to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“How does it feel when you’re in love?” Daisy crocked an eyebrow.

“Haven’t you ever been in love before?”

“Not really…mama wouldn’t let me talk to girls. Now that I’m a man, I can do almost anything I want.”

“Does your heart start a poundin’ when she’s in the room?”

“Uh huh…”

“Do you feel like nothing you can say ever works?”

“Yes, I feel like that Daisy.”

“Do you think about her every second?”

“Well so far.”

“How long have you known her Roscoe?”

“About—ah 20 minutes.” Daisy began to laugh. “Is that a bad thing?”

“No, that just means you have it bad. You’re over the top in love.”

“What do you do about it? I really can’t stop thinking about her. All I do is think about her. I don’t know how to make it better. So tell me Daisy, how do you cure it?” Daisy laughed again. She shook her head.

“Roscoe, there is no cure!”

“You mean I’m goanna be stuck this way?”

“Yup, sorry, there’s not too much I can do for you.”

“Man, Sally Hunter, what a beauty.” Daisy smiled. Roscoe was just beaming. “I love every bit of her personality. She even treats Enos nice.”

“That’s who you have the crush on? Sally Hunter? Shoot Roscoe, she is staying at our place until she leaves.”

“She is?”

“Yeah, you could come over to dinner tonight. You know, to get to know her better.”

“I couldn’t impose like that.”

“Oh who says it is imposing? Roscoe, it is in the name of love. Anyway, I’ll see you tonight. Don’t you dare assume that you’re overwhelming us with your presence!”

“I am still worried about it Daisy.”

“Uncle Jesse loves having company at dinner time. Gives him more conversation.”

“Okay, thanks Daisy.”

“Alright bye Roscoe.”

“Bye.”

“Bye now Daisy. Thanks for everything.” Daisy laughed.

“You’re welcome Roscoe. Now you have fun at work today.”

“I’ll try.”

“Okay.”

“Alright Daisy.”

“Bye now.”

“Goodbye.” They both hung up the phone. Roscoe sat back in his chair. He sighed softly. Now I wonder what’s goanna happen tonight? Well first we’s gotta worry about the right now.

5

Well, after meeting Boss Hogg and the whole shebang, Roscoe and Sally went out to the shooting range. Well it wasn’t much of a shooting range. Just a few tin cans, glass bottles and wooden signs that hadn’t been used since well before this century.

Sally looked at her new gun. It was a semiautomatic. She raised her eyebrows. “You want to shoot first?” She asked. Roscoe shrugged.

“Sure, why now,” Roscoe said, hesitantly. He shot six rounds. Roscoe clipped two of the cans.

“Not bad, did you ever go to the academy?”

“No, I was elected because my Daddy was a Sheriff.”

“Well your shot wasn’t bad.” Sally picked up one of the cans. She threw it up in the air. Sally hit the can six times before it hit the ground. “I was in the SWAT team for a while.”

“Why did you quit?”

“Well Roscoe, for personal reasons.”

“Are you afraid to share with me?” Sally shrugged. She grabbed a piece of paper with a dark black silhouette on it. She posted it on the sign. She walked back.

“Not afraid, I just don’t like talking about it with anyone.”

“Why not?”

“Oh those were tough times.” She shot again six times. Sally walked over to the paper. She pulled it up. All the shots went through the one hole. She dug them out with her pocket knife.

“Oh yeah?”

“I worked hard to get the spot in SWAT and then suddenly…I don’t know, I just couldn’t do it.”

“What shoot people?”

“No, shoot to take people right out.”

“What did you do?”

“Oh for a while I worked in a daycare—after taking a bunch of courses. I thought to myself, I should help them while their young.”

“Kids can nurse back to health even the largest wounds. I know that from experience.”

“It’s funny though, the job never really left me. You know, police work that is. No matter what I did, police work was my life.”

“Oh yeah?”

“I could see people robbing a store before they got there. I noticed car jackers like they were wearing a sign. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”

“You must be good at your job.”

“Yeah, I was promoted pretty quickly when I first started. Youngest in the force to become a detective. They saw my abilities to shoot and they of course wanted me to be in SWAP.”

“You know, that’s an honor.”

“Yeah…I thought it was. After SWAP and the daycare, I hired myself out to do police work.”

“That would have been fun.”

“It was.”

“Did it satisfy your needs?” Sally sat down on the stump. She looked up at Roscoe.

“It still wasn’t the same. I worked for a bunch of pansies who wanted to find lost kitties. Well that is until your Boss Hogg called me.”

“What made you want to come here?” Roscoe sat down beside her. He folded his hands on his lap.

“I don’t know exactly, something pushed me to come here. Maybe the fact it was real police work. Not just searches for cheating lovers and such.”

“That would bore the heck out of anyone.” Sally shook her head and stood up.

“You know, I never really told this to anyone before. You’re really easy to talk to.” Roscoe smiled. He looked deep into her eyes. She seemed to like him as well which was neat. “Anyway, be better get back to work.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Roscoe got up and put a hand out for Sally. She took it with care and then got up.

“Thank you Roscoe, that was very kind of you.”

“You’re welcome Sally.” She giggled softly, smiling at him. Sally turned away from Roscoe. She dusted off her pants and stretched. Roscoe couldn’t help but smile.

“You know, I think I am going to like Hazzard County. So far, everyone has been so nice to me.”

“Well that’s good.” They began to walk towards Roscoe’s police car. “You know, Hazzard has always been my favorite place.”

“Well I like what I have seen so far.” Sally got in the driver’s seat. “Do you normally patrol right about now?”

“You got it, Sally. You know, you catch on pretty fast.” Sally started up the car.

“Well I have got a good teacher.” Sally winked at Roscoe. Now friends, I bet that made Roscoe’s heart melt just a little bit more.

“Thanks.” Now this is a pretty sight don’t you think? Roscoe actually found someone to love. I just hope she loves him back. That is the hardest part about love after all. You know I loved someone once, and when she didn’t love me back, dang did I feel it.

Sometimes people don’t feel the same way. That hurts more than anything. Daisy for instance does like Enos but really doesn’t see him in that way. She just has never seen him in that way. However, things can change with the drop of a hat pin.

You never do know what’s around the corner. For Roscoe, a girl of his dreams could be with him always

6

Weeks rolled by, a whole month of Bo’s summer vacation. Bo and Luke seemed to play it all out. They worked very hard and they had fun times. The law didn’t chase them one bit. This seemed pretty weird for them. Bo and Luke didn’t mind the silence one bit.

Evidently, there were people in the Hazzard jail. When Sally and Roscoe put their heads together, they made an amazing police team. They solved various cases together. Enos tagged along for the ride of course.

Boss’ plans had been put on a stand still. This of course made poor ol’ Boss Hogg angry. He loved his little schemes. He even loved the Dukes foiling them.

He still wanted to keep Sally around for a little bit longer. After all, Cooter and Dodger had less police vehicle maintenance to do. That didn’t please those two. The Davenport Brothers did really well in Hazzard County.

Roscoe had been visiting the Dukes more and more. He would leave notes for Sally to find. He left them anonymous so that it wouldn’t ruin their work relationship. Sally loved those though.

Each time this wonderful person would find one, she would read it over and over again. Sally would lean against the wall and marvel over how wonderful it truly was. Each letter was something special.

That morning, she ran into Daisy’s room. “Daisy you have to hear this,” Sally commented. She looked at her best friend with eagerness.

“Good morning to you too,” Daisy laughed. She sat up just a little bit. Daisy motioned Sally to sit on the bed. Sally ran and jumped on the bed. It moved Daisy around something terrible.

“Oh what a wonderful day, Daisy—my admirer sent me another note.” Daisy knew who they were from. Why? Well she set up the whole thing. I mean, Daisy gave Roscoe the idea.

“You want me to read it to you?”

“Oh yeah, I wouldn’t miss the daily letters.” Sally cleared her throat.

“My dearest Sally, every time I see you, my heart completely melts. Something about you always pushes for me to know more about you. I seem to want to be around you all the time. Your hair is so beautiful and your eyes always speak to me.”

“Wow.”

“Oh there’s more.”

“More?”

“Oh yeah, there is more.” Sally moved her shoulders up and down, full of excitement. She looked down at the letter.

“Come on Sally, I can’t take the suspense.”

“I hope one day I get to see you in the sunset so that it becomes even more beautiful than it already is. To see you by light, I wait for you, your secret admirer.” Daisy smiled as she let out a wild yawn.

“Oh excuse me.” Sally laughed as she rolled onto her stomach. She began to kick her legs. “You look so happy.”

“Oh Daisy, I have never been more happy. You Dukes have been wonderful. You know, Bo or Luke drive me to work everyday. I get to be surrounded by all of these beautiful animals.”

“And have an admirer.”

“Oh he makes me feel—I don’t know, like I am important.”

“You are important.”

“You know, I don’t think that Boss Hogg likes me too much.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Simple, Boss really doesn’t like honest people.” Daisy began to laugh once again. She shrugged.

“Boss hasn’t been honest since the day he was born. You know, I don’t think I have ever had a day when I have seen him draw up an honest plan to make money.” Daisy snapped her fingers. “You know, there was this one time…”

“Oh Daisy, I don’t mind ol’ Boss.”

“No?”

“He’s my employer though. Soon I know I am goanna have to get another job.”

“Are you goanna get one in and around here?” Sally shrugged.

“I don’t want to go back to daycare. That would be the only job available if I stayed in Hazzard. Although it was fun, I wouldn’t want to stay there.”

“You said you loved the little children.”

“I know I did. It just isn’t in my blood.” Daisy sighed, she thought of Roscoe. He would be heartbroken if Sally left. She had done so much for him. “I don’t know what to do Daisy. I really love it here.”

“I’m stumped as well Sally.”

“I want to stay but I know I can’t.”

“Ain’t there anything else you could do in Hazzard? Maybe start a farm.” Sally laughed and shook her head no. “Well you did say you loved animals.”

“Yeah I do but there’s no adventure in it.”

“You could always help Bo and Luke on their many adventures. That would keep you occupied.”

“You know, the state police have offered me a job. They saw my work record and were impressed.” Sally grabbed a piece of her hair and began to play with it. She looked up at Daisy.

“You could do that.”

“Yeah maybe I could go for that.” Sally rolled over on her back. She stared at the ceiling carefully. “At least I would see everyone once in a while.”

“Sally, whatever you want is what you should do.” Sally smiled. She couldn’t believe how wonderful Daisy had been to her.

“I never thought in my wildest dreams I would have such a good friend. You’re so young but you have so much to offer. Don’t forget that okay?”

“I won’t.” Daisy began laughing. She shook her head and let out a happy sigh.

“What is it?”

“Well considering you’re having such a hard time with your problems, you sure are good at making a person feel good.” Sally began laughing.

“Daisy, you deserve to feel good. You’re an amazing person. You do so much for your family and for everyone around you.”

“What about you Sally? Look what you have done?” Sally smiled as she sighed.

“Well I have got to go to work, you have a great day, Daisy. You enjoy your fun time.”

“I will.” Now let’s hope she finds out Roscoe’s the one before she does anything to irrational. My goodness folks, I am just hoping Miss Sally stays another day. Don’t you?

7

Now as we look inside the Sheriff’s department, all you can see is Miss Sally, answering phones. Roscoe was a little late today for work. This was a pretty unusual thing for him. I mean Roscoe loved his job. He loved coming to work every morning.

Boss Hogg was in his office, counting his millions or lack thereof. He was trying to determine just how much he had lost since this gal came into Hazzard County. Now that doesn’t take him long.

Have you ever seen Boss Hogg count money? It is like watching a steaming hot knife roll through butter. Actually, I think he’s faster than that. Boss Hogg is like superman when it comes to counting money.

What did he determine? Well simple, yes he is loosing money from every scheme he has ever had. However, he is keeping money because there ain’t so many repairs on cars. Boss’ new Cadillac hasn’t been ruined yet either.

We had better get back to the latest phone call that is rolling in Hazzard. I don’t mean a big truck either. Oh yeah, this one is pretty important. Something big is about to go down in Hazzard County. Nope, can’t say it straight out. Why? Well it ain’t as fun that way.

There’s Sally talking on the phone. Ain’t she a beautiful sight? Dang, I love looking at her. She is quite the pretty woman. Even in that uniform she looks great. Sally Hunter, one dang good cop.

“Thank you—yeah, we’ll keep our eyes out for him, thanks Detective, bye,” Sally said over the phone as Roscoe walked in. He looked at her, smiling. Sally walked over to the fax machine as it started up.

“What is up?” Roscoe asked. Sally looked over at Roscoe. She had a blank look on her face. “I know that look, Sally, something is going on.”

“Oh Roscoe Coltrane, you better believe something is going on.” Sally straightened out her pants and put her hat back on. She tipped it slightly.

“Well can I know since it is my county.” Sally nodded softly. Roscoe smiled.

“Of course you can.”

“Thank you.”

“Roscoe, it seems we have some company in the county. I ain’t talking about the first-class kind of friendship either. We have someone here that could blow everything in Hazzard.”

“Oh? Now who would that be?”

“Try public enemy number two. Jason Nash.”

“Wooo-jit, you mean THE Jason Nash?”

“Yep, the one who is wanted in nearly every state.” Roscoe’s eyes widened.

“Except for Georgia.”

“So it stands for now but you know, they suspect that he’s here.” Sally pulled out the wanted poster. She handed it to Roscoe. “They want us to keep an eye on the bank and for him.”

“Well with you by my side of course I can.” Roscoe sighed as he turned away.

“Roscoe, are you alright?”

“Sally, there is something I want to tell you.” Roscoe walked further away from her. “I just can’t bring myself to look at you while I say it.”

“What is it?”

“I feel so stupid.”

“Don’t.”

“I’m your secret admirer.” Sally’s eyes widened. She shook her head. “I have been sending you the flowers and poems and little itty bitty letters. It was all me.”

“Roscoe…”

“Well I thought you should know. I am a man and it is my business to be straightforward with you. I like you Sally Hunter. I love the fact that you are so nice to children.”

“Oh Roscoe…”

“I love it when you drive the car.” Sally’s head lowered. She crossed her arms. “I absolutely love how you help people cross the street. Those ladies appreciate it…right along with the male seniors, Khee.”

“But Roscoe…”

“I think it is so funny when you sneeze, you got the cutest little look on your face before you do it. I like everything about you. I want to be your boyfriend. I want to go on loving you.”

“Roscoe, you deserve better than me.”

“There’s no one better than you.” Tears filled Sally’s eyes. She shook her head.

“There are a lot better girls out there for me Roscoe. Trust me, I have met better.”

“There can never be another person that would even come close to you.”

“Roscoe!” She bit on her bottom lip. Now folks I think Roscoe is right but this young lady doesn’t believe so. She turned Roscoe around and looked into his eyes.

“Trust me when I say there are much better people for you than me.” Sally sighed and shook her head no. “You know, I think you’re a—a swell guy but…I don’t know, I don’t think that I could love you the way you need.”

“It’s because of me that you don’t love me. I know it.”

“No, it has nothing to do with you. It is all me.”

“Girls say that to men all the time.” Roscoe swallowed hard. He pushed his hat back slightly. “They say it when they want someone more manly. Well Sally Hunter, I can be that man to you.”

“Roscoe, that’s not it.”

“I know it is Sally, I will prove to you what a real man is. I knew poetry wouldn’t win you over but I tried anyway.”

“Oh Roscoe, this is out of hand.” Sally pulled out a Kleenex and wiped her eyes. She sniffled a little, staring at him. “I don’t want you to do something stupid.”

“Don’t worry I’ll catch him by myself.” Roscoe ran out the room fast. Sally ran after him but he was one step ahead of her.

“Roscoe! Come back, Roscoe!” He got into the car and started it up. She slammed on the windows. “Let me in Roscoe!”

“No!”

“Come on this isn’t funny.” The car drove away. Sally began crying. She didn’t know what to do. Sally walked back into the station and picked up the CB. “This is Sheriff Hunter calling Sheriff Coltrane, come in Sheriff Coltrane.” Sally waited for a few minutes. When he didn’t answer she sighed. Sally knew she needed help.

Now friends, Roscoe could be in real trouble. That was the one thing Sally didn’t want to happen. In her heart, she really cared about him. Sally thought about who could help her. As she thought about it, Sally had an idea.

She walked across the street to the Davenport Brother’s Garage. Cooter was working on a car and Dodger was on the phone with someone. Cooter looked up from the car.

“Why hello Sheriff Hunter you haven’t come to my garage in a while, ain’t this a surprise? What can I do fer ya?” Cooter questioned.

“Do you know where the Duke boys are?” Sally asked. Cooter nodded.

“Most likely driving, why?”

“I need their help. Roscoe’s gone searching for trouble and I know he’s over his head.”

“Call ‘em up on the CB.” Cooter grabbed the CB out of the car he was working on. He handed it to Sally.

“Breaker, Breaker, this is Mustang Sally calling the lost sheep, are ya out there, come back?” There was no answer. “This is Mustang Sally calling the lost sheep, come back if ya have your ears on, come on.”

“Must not be out there—look, I’ll keep workin’ on them. You need to get out there and find ol’ Roscoe. He may be a fair Sheriff but trouble lurking in his corner…oh man will find him fast.” Sally put the CB down.

“I have no wheels.”

“Call up your deputy.”

“I didn’t think of that.” Sally picked the CB back up. “Breaker one, this is Sheriff Hunter calling Deputy Strait are you in? Come back?”

“Howdy Sheriff Sally, I am here. What do you need, over?” Enos answered.

“I need your wheels, Sheriff Coltrane’s in trouble, repeat, Sheriff Coltrane’s in hot water.”

“Possum on a gum bush, I’ll be right over, Sheriff.”

“Okay Enos, you hurry up alright? Put the lights on. Don’t get in any accidents, just get here safely. 10-4 and out.”

“10-4 Sheriff, hold tight. I am on my way over. Don’t worry, Sheriff we’ll help the Sheriff, Sheriff. My ETA is about twenty minutes. I’m gone.”

That boy can be confusing can’t he? I tell ya, if I wasn’t used to Hazzard, that last conversation would be right over my head. Thank goodness for regular conversations in Hazzard.

Sally put the CB receiver down. She stared at Cooter. Her face was fully of desperation. She didn’t want anything to happen to ol’ Roscoe. She did care about him.

“What am I goanna do Cooter? What if something happens? Oh I’ll never forgive myself,” Sally mumbled. She shook her head, turning at the first sight of tears.

“You’re goanna hold tight and phone us up if y’all need help. Don’t worry your pretty little head, all will come out right,” Cooter replied.

“You think so Cooter? I am really worried about Roscoe. Now that Bo and Luke ain’t answering…”

“Oh Bo and Luke can handle themselves.”

“Are you sure?”

“Oh yeah.”

“What about Roscoe.”

“I was just getting to that.”

“I am worried about him.”

“As for Roscoe, I bet that he’ll be fine.”

“You think so?”

“I know so. He’s lived in Hazzard his whole life.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Well I am right. You gotta pick up something when you’re here.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want Roscoe getting hurt. He is after a major criminal.”

“Trust me Sally, I have been here for a while now. If I know anything that is for sure, I know that ol’ Roscoe is out looking but he ain’t finding very much if you know what I mean.”

“I hope you’re right Cooter. I sure hope Cooter’s right too? Don’t you? I guess we’ll find out. So hang on to your snacks folks. Eat them sparingly ‘cause you don’t wanna miss this one, y’hear?

8

Now I bet you’re wondering why ol’ Bo and Luke ain’t answering the CB. That’s because they ain’t anywhere near General Lee. It is somewhat hard to answer a CB when you ain’t there, don’t you agree with me? Them two are out boar huntin’ and having a good time I must admit.

Well they were having fun until they saw a human silhouette out in the distance. Of course being the Bo and Luke that they are, them good ol’ boys had to figure out what was up. No one usually came out here to hunt except them.

Sure, there were the odd types who would come out. Like the ones who really do hunt for food. Other than that, nope, just the boys. This figure looked a little strange to them. Not like most people who would be hunting.

By the look of this silhouette, the gun was still in a holster. Now the boys knew there was only a select few that still even wore holsters in Hazzard County. Especially ones like that. Either this person was some sort of ranger or he was part of the Hazzard County law.

Personally, I think it is the second one of the two. Bo and Luke were about to fine out. They got close, and sure enough, it was Roscoe. Bo rolled his eyes.

Roscoe looked like a giant carrot in a pile of radishes. He stuck out pretty bad. Bo and Luke wondered what he was doing there. They didn’t turn him around just yet. Both boys were wondering just where he was headed.

Roscoe didn’t turn around at all. He kept his eye on the target. He kept bending over and getting back up. Luke took a look downwards. Sure enough there were some tracks.

They didn’t look like any cowboy boots. Which is what all three men wore…that is Roscoe, Bo and Luke. So Luke figured it wasn’t from them. Now Bo and Luke were really dang curious. Hey I would be too.

“Now Roscoe what are you doing here?” Bo questioned. Roscoe jumped at the sound of Bo’s voice.

“Would you get out of here you meddlesome Duke Boys, this is important police business,” Roscoe snapped.

“Why ain’t Sally with you then?” Luke asked.

“Well if you must know, my assistant and me ain’t exactly getting along. Now, I have lots of work to do. So if you’ll excuse me, I must be going now.” Roscoe kept walking further into the woods.

“I ain’t no expert, Roscoe but I don’t think that you’ll find traffic violators in there.” Bo began laughing at his cousin’s comment. Luke raised his eyebrows and smiled.

“Oh you think that’s funny Bo Duke?” Bo nodded softly as he stopped laughing. “Well guess what? I ain’t lookin’ for traffic violators, I am lookin’ for…” Roscoe looked both ways he pulled on Bo and Luke’s collar. “Public enemy number two.”

“Jason Nash? You’s searching out Jason Nash inside the woods?” Bo asked.

“In Hazzard County?” Luke questioned.

“Now Roscoe…that’s a little boneheaded.”

“What would public enemy want to do here?” Bo snapped his fingers. He had the look of clarity on his face.

“Get some shut eye?”

“I don’t quite get you cousin.”

“When everyone is after us what do we do?”

“Go and find somewhere to relax?”

“Exactly. What better place to relax than a small town with four people on the payroll?”

“Bo you’re brilliant.”

“Yeah Bo, you’re brilliant,” Roscoe added in. Bo and Luke stared at him for a minute. “Well he is ain’t he? Come on boys, can you help me look like a man?”

“Roscoe, we’re boar hunting not hunting for trouble.” Roscoe sighed.

“Come on Luke.”

“Look, for once we don’t have guns shooting our way and stuff. Now this guy is from the big times.”

“I know that Luke but I need your help.”

“Look Roscoe, it is Jason Nash. He ain’t like them bad guys in the cartoons we’s used to watch when we was kids. He ain’t got an ounce of restraint.”

“Luke you disappoint me,” Bo cut in. Luke stared at his cousin, confused at his statement. “We should help Roscoe.”

“Are you dippy, Bo? This ain’t a game of cops and robbers, this is real life.”

“Yeah and that scares you. Yer yella.”

“I ain’t yella. Don’t you dare tell me I’m yella for bein’ safe, Bo. Don’t you dare.”

“Oh I dare it, Luke because yer too yella for words. I ain’t ever met someone so yella in my life.” Luke growled at his cousin. “Luke what did we come here fer? Huh? What did we come to Hazzard fer?”

“We came because my Dad dropped us off like suckers.”

“No, why’d we stay?” Luke rolled his eyes. He shook his head, crossing his arms.

“I ain’t playin’ your games.”

“No, No, Luke why’d we stay in Hazzard?”

“Adventure.”

“Yes sir, we came for a little adventure. We didn’t come to be snookered into stayin’ in a corner. Now this dude has invaded our county, I say we fight back. Are you with me Roscoe?”

“Yeah Bo, I am with ya all the way,” Roscoe replied.

“How ‘bout you Luke or are ya still too yella?” Bo tapped his foot impatiently.

“I’m in,” Luke muttered.

“Then let’s hop to it. I need some arrows and dynamite and a lot of guts.”

“Would you like brains with that order?”

“Nah, that’s why I have you.”

“Don’t you ever listen to that little voice inside of you that says this ain’t a good idea?”

“Yeah, there was this one time…”

“Bo!”

“What?”

“This is no time to play.” Luke glared at his cousin evilly. “You do realize we could be killed out here today.”

“I was just kiddin’.”

“There ain’t time to kid around. Now grow up for five minutes. Just five minutes so I can think this through. You know, so we don’t get killed today.”

Now ain’t that a display of stupidity? Bo, Luke and Roscoe are risking their lives running out into the crowd of horrendous trees. They are about to go through a gigantic journey.

Why? Well they’re going to catch Jason Nash. Now this being something Roscoe wants, he ain’t too worried—for now. You know though, that’ll all change. This ain’t a movie, this is real life folks. In real life you got to expect that something’s goanna happen.

Now friends, I wouldn’t have even though about going at all. I would have cowered in my little corner and stayed where it is safe. However, this is a crusade for love. Roscoe hopes to look like a man.

Why are the Duke boys in it? Well Bo figures that they can keep Roscoe safe. They need a clean conscience. Leaving Roscoe P. Coltrane to fend for himself ain’t exactly goanna keep him safe. Them boys are in for some big trouble, ya think?

9

Now Cooter had a promise to keep. He told Miss Sally he would raise them Duke Boys. Now considering where they are, do you think they’ll answer? I don’t think so. Yes, they went back for the arrows but they had no time to talk to Cooter.

Bo and Luke were too concerned about loosing the trail. Besides, Luke figured it would be better to fight these boys during the daylight than at night. Guns at night are a very dangerous business.

Cooter didn’t give up though. Y’see, not only was he keeping a promise, he was worried about his friends. Now longing for your friends is a hard thing. Cooter wanted them to be safe…as safe as they could be.

Well he didn’t know what they were doing, did he now? If Cooter knew, he would be out there with his shotgun in two shakes of a lambs tail. For now, Cooter is stuck trying to find his friends.

“Breaker one, Breaker one I might be crazy but I ain’t dumb, CRAAAZY Cooter comin’ at ya, I am lookin’ for Duke Boys on the Hazzardnet, come back,” Cooter said over the CB. Dodger rolled his eyes.

“Face it bro, they ain’t answerin’ ya. There’s nothing you can really do about it. You have been at it for an hour. I swear you’s goanna loose your voice. I suggest you take a break,” Dodger commented as he threw his brother an apple. Cooter caught it and took a bite.

“Breaker one, Breaker one I might be crazy but I ain’t dumb, CRAAAZY Cooter comin’ at ya, I am lookin’ for Duke Boys on the Hazzardnet, come back…I ain’t playin’ Duke boys now give me a holler.”

“Oh they’re with Roscoe. Relax, already.” Now I told you ol’ Dodger was smart didn’t I? I just knew he would get it before anyone else.

“Breaker one, Breaker one I might be crazy but I ain’t dumb, CRAAAZY Cooter comin’ at ya, come on Duke boys, give me a holler if you can.”

“Cooter you’re wasting your time. You know it ain’t goanna work. If they are out there, Bo and Luke are chasing trouble and goanna grab it with both hands.” Cooter put down the CB receiver. “Now you’re listening to reason.”

“Would Bo and Luke ever give up on me if I were in trouble?”

“No?”

“Well, you know what Dodger, I have never given up on them. These boys are tough and smart. They need help though every once in a while.”

“Your point is…?”

“Dodger tell me, do you know how many times have Bo and Luke saved our bacons?”

“More times than I can count.”

“There you go, now it is our turn.”

“You’re diving the public crazy.”

“Well let them go crazy, it is about time we find someone crazier than me.”

“You are nuts.”

“I know that.”

“No, you should clam up before someone comes over and smashes your CB.” Cooter picked the CB back up. He cleared his throat. Dodger rolled his eyes.

“Breaker one, Breaker one I might be crazy but I ain’t all that dumb, CRAAAZY Cooter comin’ at ya, I am looking for the lost sheep, that’s right, the lost sheep. I know I have been squawkin’ this for a while but that’s who I am looking for. Would the lost sheep give me a blast on the radio, come on.”

“Cooter, you are driving the whole of Hazzardnet insane. Now, why don’t we sit down and think this through. Maybe we could help someone without annoying them.” Cooter growled. He shook his head at his brother. “Well it is true. If you keep calling for the Dukes and they’re not answering then what is the point?”

“Breaker one, Breaker one I might be crazy but I don’t have time to play dumb, CRAAAZY Cooter comin’ at ya I am lookin’ for the lost sheep, Bo Peep or Shepard. Can one of y’all answer come back?”

“This is Shepard calling Crazy C, what is up and why ain’t my boys answerin’ come on?” Jesse answered.

“Me oh my, I am glad to hear your voice Jesse. Is Bo Peep knockin’ anywhere in my area, come back?”

“Bo Peep is with me, Crazy Cooter now come back to the regularly scheduled program.”

“Do you know what’s the 20 of the sheep sheep, over?” Now for all those who don’t know what the number 20 is when it comes to CB talk well let me educate you. A 20 is your location.

“Yeah, they went huntin’ but they should have been back by now. Where do you think they’s hidin’ Cooter, come back?”

“I have no clue—Dodger thinks they’s with Roscoe. Roscoe is out lookin’ for public enemy number two. So I assume they’s in harm’s way or trouble or somethin’ like that. Now Uncle Jesse, I think we need to go lookin’ for them.”

“Well that’s an affirmative on my ring, I’ll check the usual spots for huntin’. You check the gas stations from there to here.”

“10-4 Uncle Jesse.”

“I ain’t your Uncle Jesse but 10-4 all the same.”

“Bo Peep this is Mustang Sally come in,” Sally said over the CB. Daisy took the CB from her uncle.

“This is Bo Peep, go ahead,” Daisy replied.

“I’ll search around town for them.” Daisy smiled.

“10-4 and out.” Well this is turning into a real parade, don’t you think? I can’t wait to see the end results. After all, no one really know where they are.

I wonder what they’ll do when they all find out Bo, Luke and Roscoe really are in the woods? You know, it is funny how sometimes we miss the most obvious things.

You know, if they were going hunting then wouldn’t they still be there? Roscoe magically bumping into the Dukes is pretty funny. Well then again, the Dukes found him. I think it was by providence that he was found at all.

Now they’re goanna look for trouble with ol’ Roscoe but might be able to keep him in the clear when it comes to safety. Which would make everyone happy; after all, as Boss always says, it is hard to find a good Sheriff.

At least with Roscoe on board they know who they’re dealing with. Bo and Luke like surprises but of course some things should be clear. Without those apparent things to balance off Hazzard it would be hard, don’t you think?

10

Bo was walking leaned over. He had his arrow and Bow in his hands. Now it was a funny sight. Luke wondered just what the heck his cousin was doing. After all, Luke was in the front checking out the tracks. Bo looked back at Roscoe.

“SHHHH, SHHHH! Be ver-wee ver-wee quiet. HAH Ha HAH ha HAH. I’m huntin’ Pub-wick en-oh-mies hah ha hah ha hah,” Bo said, in his best Elmer Fudd impression.

Roscoe snickered softly. He was scared but wasn’t about to let on. Now if you’re trying to be a man would you let it on? I don’t think so.

“Bo would you be quiet? What if he hears us?” Luke whispered.

“Oh come on Luke, there’s one of him and three of us,” Bo said normally.

“He could have a gang by now, you nitwit!”

“Maybe he does and maybe he doesn’t.”

“Well it is more likely that he does.”

“I have taken on lots of guys by myself before.”

“Uh huh.”

“Sometimes when they have had guns. They had lots of weapons.”

“Yeah Bo I know.”

“I took on three last week.”

“You did and you won.”

“You know how good I am at fighting.”

“You’re not the best at fighting. I have had to pull you out of tight spots.”

“I beat Manny’s girl and you lost. I just remember Lindsey beating on you. You were laying on the ground and she was just fine.”

“Don’t remind me.”

“But it is so much fun.”

“Yeah for you maybe.” Luke turned from his cousin. Bo began to laugh as he shook his head.

“Oh come on Luke, it was great. Besides, you have grown a bit since then. Now you’re out of high school so you have some knowledge behind ya.” Luke turned back to his cousin.

“You have taken on plenty of guys I will admit.”

“Thank you.”

“That wasn’t a compliment. You have done okay for yourself. You shouldn’t get cocky though.”

“Why not? If I am good at what I do then why shouldn’t I be proud?”

“Well have you taken on guys with automatic weapons?” Bo swallowed hard. “Uh huh, that’s what I thought you would say.”

“Well we have dynamite.”

“Yeah and I have my gun,” Roscoe added.

“Why doesn’t that comfort me?” Luke questioned.

Meanwhile, by the General Lee, Jesse and Daisy stood near. Daisy looked at the Hazzard police car which was twenty feet away. You can imagine the thoughts rolling through their heads.

“This is Shepard calling the search party. I have got a visual of the General Lee. I can see three sets of cowboy boots and one set of—running shoe marks. We assume that’s the baddie. We’re going after them. I am armed. Cooter, lead the search party here,” Jesse said over the CB.

“This is Bullet Dodger giving a 10-4 to the Shepard, we’ll bring them over. Come on over to the cross roads and we’ll show you from there,” Dodger commented.

“10-4 Dodger ol’ buddy,” Enos said.

“10-4 Dodge, I’m on my way over to lead a little Convoy, Hazzard style,” Cooter replied.

“Uncle Jesse, do you think we’ll find them?” Daisy questioned. Jesse shrugged, not knowing exactly what to say to his niece. Those boys could be in big trouble. He put down the CB receiver.

“Well I can’t offer tons of hope but what I can say is we’ll try. Now if we do our best, we won’t have much to worry about,” Jesse replied.

“I’m really worried about them.”

“I know you are Daisy, I am just as worried.”

“How do you keep so calm?”

“I ain’t calm at all. Inside I am screaming.” Daisy looked at her uncle carefully. Her eyebrows lowered with confusion. “Daisy, sometimes, I put on a brave face.”

“I wish you wouldn’t.”

“Why?”

“Then it makes me feel better that you feel the same way.”

“You know what I think Daisy?”

“What?”

“They’re goanna be okay. That’s the truth.”

“You think so?”

“I don’t think, I know so…Bo and Luke seem to always get out of these things. I don’t know how. Heck, I don’t know how we got out of things when I was younger.” Daisy smiled.

“Yeah, you’re right Uncle Jesse. We always seem to get out of the tough spots.”

“Yeah, because we’re Dukes—us Dukes always know when to move forward and when to stay far behind. Bo and Luke are doing something a little crazy but I can’t blame them.” Daisy nodded.

“So let’s go and help my crazy cousins.”

“Alright, Daisy girl, we’re off.”

“Alright Uncle Jesse.” Well now we know the Calvary is on its way but will everyone be able to help the Duke Boys and Roscoe? Hopefully Jesse and Daisy catch up to Bo and Luke. I really hope it happens. I don’t want anything to happen to those boys.

11

Anyway, further back in the wooded area, Bo was wiping his forehead with the sleeve of his jean jacket. Luke couldn’t believe he was still wearing the thing. Bo always said that it was his lucky jean jacket. When he would go hunting, Bo would always put it on.

The jean jacket had all sorts of hidden pockets. Luke never knew what he had sitting in there. Honestly, neither do I. Bo always told us he has everything but the kitchen sink. With how thick the coat is, I always wonder what’s in it but there ain’t much I can do about it.

Luke pushed through the thicket of trees. He looked at the tracks as they turned the corner. They were still heading the same way. Luke snapped his fingers. “There’s a little cabin in the woods,” Luke commented. Bo shrugged.

“Don’t you think I know where we were heading? I mean don’t you think I have been in the woods enough times with y’all?” Bo questioned his cousin.

“Well Roscoe…”

“I knew it too Khee…why do you think I came up here? I know there’s a cabin up here. That’s a good place to hide for a bad guy. Y’all ain’t the only ones living in Hazzard County,” Roscoe cut in.

“Yeah, what he said,” Bo added. He bit on his bottom lip, finding out Luke was wrong all around. Bo didn’t wanna say anything but it was popping out from the seams.

“Okay, according to the peanut gallery, I should have known that one.” Luke’s head lowered. His pride had just gone down the toilet.

“You have got to admit, Bo’s right that it was something we all knew.” Now ain’t that a sight? Dukes getting along with the local law? Well you better take a picture ‘cause folks, this ain’t goanna last long.

“Yeah Luke, I we may not be half as intelligent as you are in some things but that doesn’t mean we’ve never lived before,” Bo added. Luke shrugged.

“I apologize for being so obvious. One thing I know that you don’t know Bo, it would be a whole lot cooler if you took off that dang jean jacket,” Luke answered.

“I will never part with my jean jacket.”

“What is so dang important about it?”

“Simple, it is a good luck charm.” Bo straightened his jacket. He smiled as he pushed his hair back with his palms. Luke rolled his eyes. “Oh come on Luke, It’s true. Killed my first deer with it.”

“I don’t see what that has to do with public enemy number two.”

“Simple, we need all the luck we can get. He has an automatic weapon like you said. We have bows and arrows…well and a semiautomatic.”

“Okay but if you die of heat stroke, don’t blame me.”

“Deal.” As they walked closer and closer, the silence became more apparent. Now when there’s silence among Dukes, you know that trouble is on its way.

Uh huh, did you hear that? Yup, that was a spokesperson of just what power this man has. If you haven’t guessed already, this was a sequence of gunshots. Now friends, I think I wanna move slowly into a ball and suck my thumb. This is pretty scary.

Now Bo, Luke and Roscoe had no time to play frightened. Unlike me, I could take the weight off my feet—crawl in the corner and cry like a mama’s boy. I am saying that because I am being truthful. This is why I signed up for a music career and not a job in the mafia.

Bo and Luke fell onto their bellies. They pulled Roscoe down. “What’s your plan oh mighty Bo?” Luke asked. Bo shrugged, and smiled at his cousin.

“Don’t get killed?” Bo answered. Luke rolled his eyes. “Well what do you want from me?”

“You got us into this mess, now you get us out of it.” Bo laid down on his back.

“Alright, alright. You’re such a baby. I would have thought you had a plan by now.” Roscoe pulled out his gun and shot a few rounds at the guy.

“ROSCOE! Do you wanna get us killed?”

“No,” Roscoe replied.

“Well then quit shootin’ okay?” Roscoe put his gun half down. Bo aimed backwards with his dynamite arrow. He lit it and let it fly.

“I can’t believe I am fighting public enemy number two with two farm boys.” The arrow exploded.

“Do you think we got him Roscoe?” Roscoe peeked up over the bushes. The gun started to shoot off again.

“Nope, I don’t think we got them at all, Luke. I don’t know about you but I don’t think this is goanna work. You know what I mean?” Luke sighed.

“Yeah I know.”

“Luke, I have got an idea,” Bo commented.

“Like your ‘don’t get killed’ scenario? Bo we need a way to get out of here. We don’t need another stupid idea.”

“Oh give me some credit, Luke. I am a Duke after all.” Luke sighed. He looked up at Bo.

“Alright, shoot.”

“Roscoe and me will go around the other side. You continue shootin’ off them arrows. Hopefully, we can get close enough for Roscoe to scream freeze.”

“I like that part,” Roscoe announced.

“I know you do Roscoe, that’s why you’re coming with me.”

“Why are ya being so nice to me?”

“Simple, you wanna be a man, I just really think this’ll help.” Bo directed his attention to Luke. “Will it work?”

“I don’t see why not. You just be careful you two. There is no way I wanna loose either one of ya,” Luke answered. Roscoe and Bo nodded at the same time.

“I’ll keep Bo safe, I promise,” Roscoe mumbled. He sighed. “After all, I got you both in this mess.”

“Roscoe, I appreciate it.”

“Don’t worry about me too much Roscoe, I can take care of myself,” Bo cut in. It sounds just like a war zone. Well until the bullets stopped.

“He’s reloading, get going.”

“We’re gone,” Roscoe said. They began creeping around as Luke released another dynamite arrow. It blew in the air. Luke sighed. He was worried about them already.

Now I would be worried too folks. Think about it, this dude didn’t become public enemy number two because he kicked over a garbage can. They called him unmatchable. Now I wonder what that means for the Duke boys.

As Bo and Roscoe continued to tummy walk it around, Daisy and Jesse caught onto the noise and found Luke. They got down on the ground. Jesse shot a few rounds with his shotgun. Daisy had her bow and arrow kit in hand.

“Luke, are y’all okay? Where’s Bo and Roscoe? Are they alright?” Jesse questioned as he shot another round. Luke shot another arrow and it blew.

“Hold your fire Uncle Jesse, they’re almost right behind him,” Luke replied.

“WHAT?” Daisy exclaimed.

“Daisy, don’t worry, we have this under control.”

“Yeah and that’s why you’re pinned down over here,” Jesse grumbled. Luke rolled his eyes.

“Uncle Jesse, we’re doing our best.”

“Well you shouldn’t have even gotten into this in the first place. Y’all need to grow up.” Luke sighed as he shrugged.

“What were we supposed to do? Were we supposed to let Roscoe get killed?” Jesse hissed almost exactly like a snake. He growled but suddenly stopped. He knew Luke was right.

Meanwhile, Jason Nash kept firing away. He smiled. Jason’s brown eyes seemed to flare up. He was having so much fun that he just barely noticed the gun pointing on his jet black hair. “Freeze criminal, you’re under arrest,” Roscoe exclaimed.

“You want me to freeze? I don’t even know you and you want me to freeze?” Jason Nash said.

“That’s right, put the gun down and put your hands up.” Jason put his hands up but didn’t put the gun down. He knocked the gun out of Roscoe’s hand. He backed up.

“Well this is what I think about your idea.” Jason aimed for Roscoe. Bo jumped up as the shots went off. He flew through the air. Bo hit a tree and then fell to the ground.

Roscoe shot Jason Nash, in the arm. He grabbed him and put the cuffs on. Tears rolled into Roscoe’s eyes. He shook his head. Roscoe looked back at Bo who wasn’t moving.

“You killed a child! A boy who was only sixteen years old! How do you think that’ll hold up in court?” Roscoe questioned. He wiped the tears from his eyes.

“Who cares?” Jason said.

“I do, you killed an innocent boy. A boy who didn’t deserve it.” Roscoe pulled him up. Luke, Daisy and Jesse ran to where Bo was laying. They all began to cry.

“You said you were handling it?” Jesse sobbed. He shook his head. “Now look what happened.”

“Uncle Jesse, it wasn’t Luke’s fault,” Daisy replied. Jesse’s head lowered. She put an arm around her uncle.

“My poor boy.”

“Uncle Jesse, I’m so sorry,” Luke mumbled through the tears. Luke rolled Bo over slowly. “I’m really sorry, Bo—I am so, so, so sorry.”

“I’m sorry too,” Bo mumbled. Everyone looked up at their cousin. “Sorry I worried y’all, I was kind of unconscious.”

“But we saw him shoot you with an automatic weapon. The rounds that would have gone into you would have killed you. how in the world did you survive?” Daisy asked.

Bo smiled softly. He tried to sit up but felt too dizzy. His head pounded like nothing he had ever felt before. Instead, he reached into his jacket and undid two zippers on each side of him.

He pulled out two books out of these large pockets. You could barely read the titles they were shot up so bad. One read “Gone with the Wind” and the other was “War and Peace”. Daisy and Luke looked at each other and then at Bo.

Everyone was still confused beyond belief. I mean think about it folks, why would a boy intentionally bring those two books on a hunt? I wondered more than Jesse did. Jesse just smiled and was thrilled he was alive.

However, it wasn’t that easy with Luke and Daisy. After all, they are young inquiring Dukes. I would be wondering if I were young. As well. “What’s with the books?” Luke questioned. See what I mean?

“Well, the teacher assigned them for summer reading. I figured I could read them on the way back. I didn’t wanna forget them so I slid them in my coat pockets,” Bo replied.

“What inspired you to jump up?” Daisy asked.

“Simple, I knew no one or nothing for that matter could get through ‘World and Peace’ let alone ‘Gone with the Wind’. So I took a chance.” Daisy began laughing and Luke just shook his head.

“Well I am still surprised you didn’t get killed.”

“So am I…but dang, my head hurts.” Jesse began laughing. Bo seemed confused. “What?”

“You did hit a tree.”

“Yeah, I guess I did.”

“You were awful brave Bo,” Daisy announced.

“You think so?”

“Yeah, I really do.”

“I think y’all lost your brains,” Jesse mumbled. Everyone began laughing. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing Uncle Jesse,” Luke said.

“Yeah sure.” Sally and the other Calvary ran in. They couldn’t believe that the three men weren’t killed. Well Bo had to go off to the hospital and so did Jason Nash.

12

The biggest part of the day was what happened between Sally and Roscoe. “Well, I was a good sheriff today wasn’t I?” Roscoe said, in the waiting room of the hospital.

“Yeah, you were a very good Sheriff, Roscoe. In fact, I think you don’t need me anymore,” Sally stated. Roscoe crocked an eyebrow.

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

“Admit it Roscoe, you are an amazing Sheriff.”

“I guess I am.”

“You guess? You, Bo and Luke went off on an adventure. You guys were shot at and still came out okay.”

“Well I guess we did do well.”

“Roscoe, you are an amazing man.”

“Yet you don’t love me?” Sally shook her head.

“Why do you have to bring this up now?” Roscoe shrugged. He looked deep into her eyes.

“I want to know if you love me, Sally. It is a simple thing to say, yes or no.”

“I do love you.”

“Then why don’t you want to be my girlfriend?” Sally began to cry. She shook her head.

“I’m leaving Hazzard County. That’s why I don’t wanna be your girlfriend.”

“You could stay and…”

“No Roscoe I can’t.”

“What will I do without you?”

“You’ll work so hard.”

“That’s not what I mean. I don’t think I could stand not seeing you.”

“Oh you’ll see me around, Roscoe, I promise you will. I will be living closer to police headquarters in capital city.”

“That’s not close enough.” Roscoe sighed. He looked up at her as his shoulders lowered. “I love you more than anyone. I want you to be here with me.”

“I know and right now, I can’t think of doing that. You do understand don’t you?”

“I guess when you grow up you can come back.”

“Yeah…when I grow up, maybe we can go out and be a couple. Meanwhile, I have to find out who I am. That’s why I am leaving. I hope you can identify with me.”

“I do.”

“Thank you Roscoe.”

“You’re welcome.” They hugged for a minute or so. Roscoe smiled weakly. He didn’t know what else to say to this broken fairy tale. Personally I didn’t either. She said she loved him. Why couldn’t she stay?

Bo got off easier than Nash. You see, Bo had a concussion. Nash on the other hand had a broken right shoulder and a cuffed left had. I thought it was a funny sight. Especially when Jason Nash made his way to the state pen. Now who says crime doesn’t pay?

Bo, Luke and Roscoe got certificates of valor for what they had done. Now won’t those look good up on the wall? I think so, don’t you? The Duke Boys got something more, personal thanks from Roscoe. Now didn’t they feel honored?

Roscoe refused to drive Sally to the bus stop. However, he did watch from afar as she sat there with Daisy. Sally seemed miserable as she sat there. She sighed tenderly. Miss Sally didn’t know what do so or what to say. Daisy looked into her eyes.

“What is it?” Daisy asked.

“Can I confess something to you?” Sally questioned.

“Sure.”

“I want to stay. I want to date Roscoe.” Daisy looked confused. After all, it was Sally that was the one who was leaving. “He is such a wonderful person. I love him more than anything in the world.”

“Then why leave?”

“He deserves the best.” Tears filled her eyes. She tried to push them away but it wasn’t working. “Right now, I feel like I am not the right one for him.”

“He knows you are the one.”

“Maybe I am…maybe I am not. I just want to become a better person.” The bus pulled up. “Well, here’s my ride. Thanks for everything Daisy. You will keep in touch?”

“Everyday Sally, everyday.” She gave Sally a large hug. Sally walked up onto the bus. The doors closed. Sally looked out the window. She saw Roscoe sitting on the hood of his police car, staring at her. She waved softly.

Now I know Roscoe was goanna have some heart ache. He would have friends though. After all, this is Hazzard County. In Hazzard, people support each other. That is something that really made me happy. When I came to this county for instance—oh wait, that’s another story, for good ol’ Hazzard County.

Saintly Hogg

by: Essy Jane

Ah, back again? Well that’s good. I love having you hear of the stories I like to tell ya. They are always filled with adventures. Well that and many Dukes. But you don’t mind that one do you? After all, Hazzard wouldn’t be the same without Dukes.

So welcome back. I will always greet you here. For what you ask? More stories about Hazzard County of course. Besides, without y’all we would be in major trouble. Speaking of trouble, you can see in your mind’s eye what is just around the corner. Come on y’all, this is Hazzard County. You know how Bo and Luke are—they are more trouble than a hound dog with fleas.

Then again y’all, you know that the trouble comes to them. Yep, problems seem to just fly out of the air and fall into their laps. Bo and Luke don’t complain none.

They don’t really mind at all. I guess you could say that it is sort of just how it works. The Dukes look as if they always get themselves in one mess or another. This time, well it ain’t much different.

Well let’s not establish this story with the Duke family. I love them just as much as you do. However, I think it is time for a change. I know, the Dukes of Hazzard County are the most interesting people out there right now.

Come on, you’re in Hazzard County, you know what I mean. Heck, everyone who has even been through Hazzard County knows just what I mean.

Those Duke’s stories were thrilling. They seem to speak to a lot of people. There are all sorts of adventures. Each one more amazing than the next.

When these stories were turned into a novel, excitement rolled over everyone. They couldn’t believe this was a true place with true people. Now everyone wanted to be in Hazzard County.

Tourism more than doubled. For a small place like Hazzard, that was wonderful and motivating. Jesse Duke was a slight superstar. All over the place there was a signature that had to be signed for some fan of his marvelous new book. Yes sir, Jesse was a great writer.

Boss had to provide somewhere to stay for all these folks. Sure, they had the Hazzard Hotel and the Hazzard Motel but people were just packing it in. You know how tourists are, they want to stay in popular sites and this was one of them.

How did Boss fix this little kafuffle? By building on to his hotel and motel of course, that’s the American way. He was thrilled with all the tourism. It meant more loot for him. Now folks, no one can disagree with another man of money can they now? I didn’t think so.

Yes friends, that is just how amazing the Duke’s book was. That is also why I say the Dukes are interesting people. It is hard not to start with the Dukes I know. Dry your eyes though and rest easy.

Change can be a good thing. I should know. After all, the Dukes are changing all the time right? So am I. Besides, since I am person in charge in this situation y’all are just goanna have to tag along with me. Here we are over at the Boar’s Nest.

Yes I know, we don’t see a lot of this place. It ain’t that the Dukes don’t like this place…well it is because they ain’t old enough to visit this outstanding establishment. Don’t lose sleep none though, soon y’all will find out just how popular it is.

Anyway, Boss Jacob-Daley Hogg is sitting in the infamous barber chair. He’s getting a shave from a lovely African American woman. Now don’t you think he’s a chip off the ol block? I do. Jefferson-Davis Hogg would perform this modest reserved process rather habitually.

That woman is a good one. She does a nice job with an old razor. One thing you have to remember about Jacob-Daley Hogg is he is dang conservative. He likes the old way of things. Most of all though, remember that Jacob-Daley Hogg takes pleasure in being like his mentor, Jefferson-Davis Hogg.

As the African American Woman finishes off, someone knocks at the door. Boss promptly gestures for the gal to leave out the back door. She nods, packing up her things. There is another knock at the door. Boss Hogg rolls his eyes. He grabs his white hat and puts it on his head.

“Come in, Roscoe,” JD commented. The door slammed open and in walked our favorite Sheriff, Roscoe P. Coltrane. His elbows were bent like any other male Coltrane. He looked at Boss with his Beatty little eyes.

“How did you know it was me Boss?” Roscoe asked.

“Simple, you always knock the same. You know the shave and a haircut knock.”

“Two pence, Khee. I have always liked that knock, Boss.” JD Hogg rolled his eyes and shook his head. He liked Roscoe, he was a good little man in a fight but sometimes he was a little off.

“Would you stop worrying about the knock?”

“Yes sir. I guess I could try to do that Khee.”

“All right, now what do you want?”

“Well there’s no one to chase right now.”

“What about the Dukes?”

“What about them?”

“Why ain’t you chasin’ them you knuckle head!”

“Well simple, it’s Monday.”

“Bo and Daisy Duke are at school. But that doesn’t make you unable to chase Luke Duke or that old coot Jesse.”

“He’s the same age as you Khee.” Boss growled at Roscoe. The smile slithered off Roscoe’s face. “Well you see Boss, ah…umm Luke is volunteering at the senior’s home.”

“What about Jesse?”

“Oh that man is working at the farm.” Boss rolled his eyes. “Jit-jit just breaks my heart when I don’t get to go through a major chase.”

“So what’d you come over to my end of town?”

“Simple Boss, I was hoping you could give me some interesting facts Khee-Jit-jit…would be awful nice of ya.”

“Well let’s see, what can I tell you that is interestin’…I know, my brother’s back from Quebec.”

“How is that interestin’ Boss?” JD shook his head as he lowered his eyebrows. Boss grabbed a cigar and stuck in his mouth. He lit it and began puffing quickly.

“Simple pea brain, my brother went to go settle a will.”

“Oh? That’s terrible news.”

“It is not.”

“It isn’t?”

“No, my brother didn’t even know the guy.”

“Still a shame he died.”

“Not for my brother it ain’t.”

“Oh?”

“Ya see, his Great Uncle passed. Since my brother is the only living relative of his adopted family, he gets the money—and the companies that made the money.”

“And you’re goanna teach him how to invest it.”

“And I’m goanna teach him how to invest it.”

“Boss, your brother ain’t like you. He grew up in different surroundings. He is—honest.”

“Oh come on Roscoe, if I can train you to be my crony in crime then I can teach him.”

“I guess you’re right, Khee.”

“Dale-John has no idea what to do with the money. I mean really, he may perhaps be my brother however DJ Hogg ain’t that exceptional.”

“He would give it away…”

“He would give it away if he had the chance and that’s what I am goanna stop him from doing.”

“Where’s he staying?”

“At my place and that’s how it is goanna stay.”

“Well you do know that he will want to do sight seeing. He’ll probably wanna visit Bo Duke.” Boss Hogg shuttered and shook his head. “The Dukes and he are friends.”

“Ack, Roscoe, don’t you dare mention that again ya hear?” Roscoe pretended to lock up his mouth with a key and throw it away. “Oh don’t start that nonsense! Look, if he talks to the Dukes, they will tell him how to invest his money. You know what they will suggest.”

“They would give him a suggestion for something helpful for Hazzard County?”

“Yes Roscoe! That is exactly what them interfering pushy meddling Dukes would do.” Boss got out of his barber chair. He began pacing back and forth. “We have got to keep him from doing anything so—charitable.”

“How do you plan on doing something like that?”

“I will keep him in the house.”

“How are you goanna do that?”

“How would I know? Maybe you can figure that out for me. See as you’re supposed to be my sheriff.”

“Ah…”

“Oh forget it. You know what, I will just spend some of that brotherly time with him.”

“Brotherly time?”

“Yeah, have DJ Hogg become my full time buddy.”

“And he’ll hate you.”

“Yes and he’ll…no you numb skull. I want him to learn the ways of my trade. I want him to feel the need of greed.”

“Oh greed sounds good Khee.” Boss Hogg rolled his eyes.

“Don’t you have a job to do?”

“Uh…yeah, arrest people who are violating the law.”

“And anyone else you can catch. Especially catch them Duke Boys. If Bo and Luke ruin this…”

“You can count on me Boss Jit-jit Ooo, got go.”

“You do have to go!”

“Oh I love it, I love it, police work is my life Khee hee.”

“Just get out of here you pea brain.”

“Sure Boss, I will skedaddle and go see Flash.”

“That mutt is an evil little pooch.”

“Now Boss, she loves everyone but you.”

“Just get y’hear?”

“Should I go through the back door or the front door because sometimes those doors…”

“I said git! I don’t care how you do it just move!”

“Getting, sir.” Roscoe walked out of the back door. He popped his head back in. “Hey Boss I was thinking…”

“Give him a metal!” Boss rolled his eyes. “Didn’t I hire you to become a sheriff?”

“Yes but…” Roscoe walked closer to Boss Hogg.

“What do Sheriffs do?

“Uphold the law?”

“From a drinking establishment?”

“Well umm…no.”

“Well then get back on the road.”

“Yes sir.” Roscoe ran out of the Boar’s Nest. Boss Hogg began to laugh as a smile rolled on his pudgy face. He put his cigar in his mouth and began to puff on it.

“Nine hundred Million samoleans.” Boss put the cigar back in his mouth. He rubbed his hands together. “Money is thicker than lost relations.” Boss Hogg began to cackle. Boss smiled. Uh huh, that’s Boss Hogg for you. He is goanna ruin the mind of a good egg. Dale-John, unlike his brother, is very generous kind man. Now I don’t wanna see that ruined, do you?

2

Now, Leila is a many things. However, she ain’t tolerant of Boss’ miniature schemes. Leila Hogg is an exceptionally compassionate and loving woman. She, as Boss describes her, is a fairly hefty woman. She has brown curly hair and baby blue eyes.

She looked at Dale-John and smiled. The man wasn’t looking too happy though. Well would you be happy if you were cooped up in the house all day? I wouldn’t either ladies and Gentlemen. “Now Dale-John, what is with the grumps?” Leila asked.

“I don’t know, your JD Hogg gave me all of these figures. I do not think I want to use them at all,” DJ replied.

“Now what do you want to do with that money?” DJ rubbed his chin for a minute. He looked down at his suit, playing with the material. “Come on DJ, I know you have something you wanna do with the money.”

“Personally Leila, I want to do something good with it that will help Hazzard County. However, I don’t know what to do.”

“You know what I suggest? Take time out and talk to the Dukes.”

“Bo Duke and his family?”

“You know, they constantly have a proposal for serving the public.”

“You are right, the Dukes are a very noble family. They love everyone they meet.

“I tell you what, I will call Luke up and he will pick you up and take you to the Duke farm.”

“Leila you are amazing.” Leila smiled.

“That’s what sister in laws is for.” She dialed up the number. Sure enough, Luke was delighted when she asked him. He drove up in General Lee two and honked the Dixie Horn.

Sure enough, DJ Hogg was on his way out with Luke Duke. Now you can imagine how wonderful it was to get out of the house. Friends, I would not wanna be stuck in the house for that long. Come on, I am on the road most of the time being the great country singer I am.

Anyway, DJ loved General Lee two. He absolutely adored the wind on his face. “Your General, you put his flag and name on the back?” DJ questioned.

“Yeah, this is a soft top coverable. Uncle Jesse figured that if he painted the flag and name on top, it would wear very easily. Besides, no one would be able to see the name and flag if it were out,” Luke replied.

“Your Uncle is a smart man.” The people inside the vehicle were quiet for a moment. General Lee was the only one doing any talking.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh nothing Luke, I am just thinking about my brother.” Luke laughed.

“It’s hard not to think of your brother.”

“Yes, I know.”

“What about your brother are you thinking about?”

“He wants to spend some time with me and I don’t know—I want to but I really came here for a reason.” Luke smiled. He shrugged softly.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Roscoe had finally found someone to chase. Yep, Bo Duke. General Lee always had a police car behind him. Oh well, that’s tradition right?

Roscoe was thrilled to be chasing this young Duke Boy. Flash began to bark at him. Roscoe peered down for a moment. “Now Flash, you know Daddy has a job to do. Besides, those Dukes love me chasing them, Khee,” Roscoe commented. Flash barked once again. “Oh come on! Daddy loves Bo too.”

Meanwhile in the General, Bo was getting impatient. He had heard that Dale-John was goanna be at his farm. Now he hadn’t seen his friend in a long time. When you haven’t seen someone, you would wanna get back too.

“Lost sheep two to Bo Peep, where are you honey doll?” Bo questioned over the CB.

“This is Bo Peep riding in my Dolly—just got done with the school spirit meeting what do ya need Lost sheep?” Daisy replied over the CB.

“Gosh dang it sweet heart, Roscoe’s on my tail and he seems really determined to catch me today. Like he’s got a million dollar plot in his hand, come back.”

“You wanna play a game? You know, Hazzard style naturally?”

“Pin the bumper on the police car?”

“No Bo, a game of trouble. Just pop the top…”

“The fun don’t stop.”

“Where are you?”

“I am at Miller Road.”

“I am on my way, just keep pulling circles honey.”

“10-4 Daisy, I’m waiting on you.” Bo put down his CB and began driving. He did one full circle and then another leading directly back onto Miller road. Now this time, Daisy was stopped right into the middle of the road. Bo swerved to miss her Roscoe hit her. He got out of his car.

“Daisy Duke you…” Roscoe began.

“Now Roscoe Coltrane! What would your mama say to you if she saw you hitting my car?” Daisy asked.

“Umm…woo-jit…now Daisy…”

“My car stalled, you were supposed to be a gentlemen and help me. Now look, you have scratched my Dolly.”

“Well uh…” Bo Duke went up the hill and went ahead of Dolly. He drove away.

“Well nothing.”

“Daisy now look what you did, you made me loose Bo Duke.”

“I didn’t make you do anything now are you goanna pay for damages or am I goanna have to involve your insurance company.”

“Uh…”

“Roscoe?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Are you goanna pay for the damages? Or am I goanna have to call your mama?”

“Don’t call my mama! She will be so all fired ticked with me. After all, she loves you!”

“That she does Roscoe. Now you wouldn’t wanna ruin your relationship with Mama now would you?”

“Yes ma’am…I mean no ma’am.”

“Well which one is it? Yes ma’am or no ma’am?”

“Uh…No.”

“Good, I will call the Davenports, maybe they will send someone for me.”

“Okay, you do that.”

“Roscoe?”

“Yeah?”

“You say hi to your mama for me won’t you? I mean I really love her and all.” Daisy took out her lipstick and began to apply it carefully to her lips.

“Yeah, I will say hi to mama.”

“Tell her I would like her recipe for turkey stuffing. It was really good.”

“Yes Daisy.” Uh huh, did you see that folks. Daisy Duke is one slick young woman. She would make the finest conman whimper and weep. I am serious on that note. Y’all just sit around and watch alright? I’ll be right back.

Oh come on, don’t give me that face. I have got to go to the little cowboy’s room but all is well. We’ll start on the next part in a minute. I promise now. Don’t go anywhere y’all, the fun is just about to happen, don’t ya know?

3

Well after Cooter Davenport picked up Dolly, he drove Daisy back to the farm. You know what Cooter’s reward was? Uh huh, a kiss. Now Daisy Duke drives most of the men around Hazzard County wild. Cooter and Daisy however, are just good friends.

She of course was thrilled to see DJ Hogg propped up at the table. How can you tell who is who? I know that’s what you’re wondering seeing as they are identical twins. Well let me give you a hint.

You see, Boss Hogg don’t like to see anyone else dress like him. One time Roscoe dressed up as him for Halloween and—well let’s just say Roscoe regretted it. So, don’t dress like JD Hogg folks.

Anyway, Dale-John always wore a black suit with a white shirt underneath. He had a black tie. He looked pretty good in it too. Boss bought the clothes for him. DJ also had a black Stetson hat.

How else could you tell them two apart? Well, there always was Roscoe’s hound dog. Yep you better believe ol Flash knows when something or someone is in the right. When they’re not, she growls at them like you wouldn’t believe.

Anyhow, DJ stood up. Daisy smiled as he gave her a huge hug. Jesse was buried under his paper. He flipped the page and began giggling. He showed it to Luke who read for a second and began laughing too.

Daisy shrugged, she looked at Bo who seemed to be amused with the outdoors. His hair was wet and looked like curly hay. Luke pushed back his hair which didn’t do much for him. His locks seemed to go back in the same position.

Jesse finally put the paper down after finishing with all the funnies. He cleared his throat. Jesse’s face became serious. He ran his fingers through his beard a few times.

“Now, Luke said you had some business to share with all of us, DJ. Would you like to spill the beans now?” Jesse asked as Bo put his bare feet up on the table. Jesse growled and pushed them down. Daisy began to express amusement as she chucked away. Bo smiled indistinctly and shrugged.

“Yes, I do have some business to attend to. I have nine million dollars in a bank account. I want to do some good. Now, how can I help Hazzard County?” DJ asked. Bo and Luke looked at each other.

“There are plenty of things you can do in Hazzard.” Jesse lifted his coffee cup and took a long drink. “Why not help the people in your community? Quebec would appreciate it just as much as we would.”

“I really don’t believe so.”

“Oh? And why is that?”

“Jesse, nine million dollars is a lot of money down here.” DJ scratched his head.

“Yeah I know it is.”

“If I can help the people of Hazzard, if I can do something special for people like you, then I have done my job.”

“I see.”

“I guess I am being odd.” Bo shook his head no. DJ smiled. “I really do want to do good for this community. Jesse, you are a very kind person. Your boys have helped me through rough times.”

“Well they’re good kids.”

“I want to give something back to you all. Jesse, you know Hazzard better than anyone. What would you suggest?” Now Jesse Duke could have answered in a heartbeat but that’s not what he is all about.

“You know, you should ask my boys.”

“What an excellent suggestion.” DJ turned his attention to Bo and Luke. They looked at their Uncle Jesse with total confusion. How could he possibly turn this to them? Jesse signaled them to look at DJ. “Bo, Luke, how could we help Hazzard?”

“Well we can restore the town,” Luke said. DJ rubbed his chin for a second. He closed his eyes and thought about Hazzard being restored. He opened his eyes.

“We can do more than that with the money. Look, Hazzard County could use a hospital. We have to commute a pretty good distance. How wonderful would it be if we had our own services here—including ambulances?” Bo cut in. Luke snapped his fingers.

“Yes and with the leftovers you can make a vet hospital.”

“We have a fund for the hospital already, one hundred thousand dollars.”

“We have been raising it for about three years now.”

“What do you think?”

“Boys, I want to do it. We’ll build a hospital. It will be the best we could possibly build. Labs right inside,” DJ commented.

“This’ll be great,” Daisy announced.

“Just one problem, how am I going to tell JD?” Everyone looked at each other.

“DJ, that shouldn’t be a problem. He’ll get over it.”

“Daisy, he had all of these plans to get me even more money but I don’t need more. I own a company that brings in good profits.”

“Sometimes Boss Hogg doesn’t see what’s more important.”

“I wish I could accommodate him but I know other people need it more than he does.”

“DJ, don’t get an aching heart about all of this. You need to just simmer down and think things through,” Jesse commented.

“Yeah, you shouldn’t let your brother hold a shadow over you.”

Besides, it is your money, you do as you see fit.” Uh huh, you go tell that to Boss. Well let’s see what Boss’ reaction is. I found it interesting.

There he is talking to Roscoe. That is after DJ got back to Boss Hogg’s house. Now imagine this, a man who is greedy being told he ain’t allowed to use lots of money to get more.

Do you see how red he is? Come on, you would be a strawberry too if you lost control of nine hundred million dollars. That is a good amount of money. I wouldn’t want to loose hold of it either y’all.

“How could Leila do this to me? Now I can’t eat. Roscoe, I’ll waste away into nothingness. How can she do this? My own wife. How? I mean really! She is supposed to support and love me,” JD Hogg said.

“Yeah,” Roscoe said, nodding sharply. Suddenly his eyes shifted back and forth. Roscoe’s shoulder’s lowered. “Ain’t you a little chubby to be supported?”

“ROSCOE! Don’t you test me boy.”

“I’m sorry little fat buddy. You know, you have got to relax a little bit.” Roscoe pinched Boss’ right cheek. JD began to slap him like he was in the middle of a girl fight.

“Don’t touch my cheeks.” Roscoe stopped. He clenched his fists and bent his elbows.

“Boss, I don’t know how you can get the money back I am stumped.”

“Roscoe, you are a stump.” Boss shakes his head. He begins to pace once again. “I have got to think, how can I get his money?”

“Well you wouldn’t want my opinion seeing as I am a stump.” Boss Hogg shook his head.

“Well even a stump has an opinion.”

“Say sorry then.”

“For what?”

“Calling me a stump.”

“I am SORRY for calling you a stump.”

“And…?”

“And what?”

“Apologize for calling Flash a worthless mutt. She ain’t a worthless mutt and she never will be. I love that wonderful pooch, Khee.” Boss rolled his eyes. He would never take that back. Then again, he knew Roscoe wouldn’t speak unless that happened.

“I am sorry for calling Flash an insignificant worthless pathetic mutt.”

“That’s better.”

“Good, glad you think so.”

“Well I was goanna say, you won’t get his money. Unless you are him you will never get it. Then I thought that would make you mad.” Roscoe closed his eyes tightly. He didn’t wanna look at Boss and I don’t blame him. When Boss Hogg didn’t respond, you better believe that ol Roscoe looked up.

“Roscoe, you’re brilliant. I’ll be him.”

“Ah how are ya goanna accomplish that if he is he and you are you?”

“Simple, I’ll kidnap him.”

“How are you goanna kidnap him if he knows you?”

“I ain’t personally goanna kidnap him, I’ll get someone else to do it.” Roscoe nods as a smile of clarity rolls across his face.

“I get it! You will dress like him and get the money Khee, I am so smart.”

“Good work Roscoe, nice plan. We’ll stop the digging of the hospital…well after they choose the site. We can make my brother look bad and I will get the glory by using the money to buy a small clinic instead. Then I’ll keep the rest for myself.”

“Goo-ja-ja, great idea Boss.”

“You better keep your hound over at the courthouse or I’ll be ruined.”

“I get my cut?”

“Of course now, 50% of 50% of 50%.” Roscoe counted on his fingers.

“So that fifty percent of fifty of fifty more—is umm…”

“It is quite easy, just you keep working on it y’hear? Don’t worry, you’ll get it soon enough.”

“Are you sure Boss, I really want to know how much I am getting.”

“You will know soon enough. Now, you get back there and do what you do best.”

“Yes sir.”

“That’s a good sheriff.”

“Thank you little fat buddy. You are the best one that ever lived.” Roscoe pinched his cheeks again. Boss’s eyes tightened but he took it, hoping that Roscoe would leave.

“You’re very welcome Roscoe.”

“I’ll be going now.”

“Alright, you have fun out there.” Boss cleared his throat. He pushed his bow tie up carefully. Old Boss Hogg put on a very weak grin. “Enjoy catching the bad guys.”

“I sure will Boss.”

“Good man.”

“Bah bye now Boss. You have a great day too.” As Roscoe left, Boss opened up his cabinet. He pulled out about fifty chocolate bars. Dang, I couldn’t eat that many in a day. However, that can only mean one thing, Boss Hogg was back to his normal self. Boss smiled.

“This is a good day in deed. I will get that money and maybe take that wife of mine on a cruise. Maybe that will turn her around. She might start to love me enough to keep out of my hair.” Boss Hogg nodded sharply. “Wouldn’t hurt me none either huh?” He began to laugh.

Now if you don’t think this is bad, you ain’t watchin’ close enough are ya? Believe me when I say we have a situation on our hands. Boss Hogg is definitely about to do something extremely fanatical and over excited too. Yes, I don’t think it is goanna end too soon.

Hang on folks, this’ll be a tough go around. I mean it, especially with phony DJ Hogg on the scene. Hopefully the Dukes can manage this one. I hope they can, don’t you?

4

Plans were set and a site was proclaimed. Can you believe that it would be twenty miles from the Boar’s Nest? Not a bad location if you ask me. Those guys that exchanged blows could go right to the hospital. Pretty slick decision on Jesse Duke’s part—well at least I think so. Besides, the land was for sale.

You know the nice thing about Hazzard? Everyone was willing to help out with the building. With the skills of the town behind them, this would be a great looking building. The folks of Hazzard really do love to build things.

I truly believe that all will learn to draw closer together regardless of differences. That is another thing that DJ Hogg is doing for this people. They now all have a common goal which is nice to see. I know that like any place there have been scrapes over girls and such.

DJ decided it would be entertaining to go out again with Luke. This time, they would go and really look at the countryside. A break from all of the building stresses. You know, just to take it easy for just a spell. Luke thought that it was a magnificent suggestion.

Hazzard looked gorgeous at this time of year. The wild flowers were unfolding all around them. That’s the one thing I love folks. I really love gazing at each and every one of the fabulous flourishing flowers. It jogs everyone’s memory that there is magnificence and wonderment in the world.

Many colors stood out amongst them. The larger red flowers had golden yellow centers. There were tiny white ones all around them. The purple flowers resembled very tiny daisies. The green leaves of these wonderful flowers pushed their way to stand out.

The crops were just starting to grow. You could see those light green pieces sticking out. The corn wasn’t too high but it was nice enough to see. The life within them was amazing. DJ started to appreciate Hazzard for all of its beauty.

The birds flew back and forth. They seemed to know where they were going. Each bird seemed to have their own conversation with other ones. They were busy with their daily routines. Some hid in the trees while others made themselves apparent on the road. Luke played the Dixie horn to get them to move.

“You get to see this every day. What a lucky young man you are,” DJ announced. He took off his hat, placing it on his lap.

“Well, not everyone is as fortunate I guess. I never thought about it like that,” Luke replied. He turned onto another dirt road.

“Well you know Luke, when you live in the city, you don’t see this much beauty. You see crime and horrible sights. I love it here.”

“I’m very glad you do.”

“I am just pleased you realize how much of a blessing this truly is. Look at the people here. They are wonderful. They all help with everything.”

“Yes, that is one thing I do love about Hazzard County.”

“It is a nice place. I guess it is a place where people may bump into trouble but still seem to keep their values. I love that.” Luke nodded. A smile rolled across his face.

He remembered a time where he was not all that happy. He was living on the base and didn’t feel complete. I think there is something in a Duke that reaches for Hazzard County. Like they are looking for the deep wonderful roads; well that’s just my thinking I guess.

As they were driving, Luke noticed someone following behind them. Yep, I see him too. I am looking at a blue Chrysler minivan. You know, the ones with the doors on both sides. Combination locks on the side doors. Yep, that van. It was trailing them pretty good too.

Luke had to make clear in his mind though before he made any assumptions. After all, assuming something makes a moron out of you and me. Luke was anything but a moron. He knew that if he had assumed something, Uncle Jesse would have tanned his hide.

So Luke shook his head and heaved an enormous sigh. He turned on his signal light. Now it was time to wait and see if the van did the same. If it did then Luke knew that they were following pretty closely behind. If they didn’t, well, they could be following.

Sure enough, he did the same. However, Luke still wasn’t convinced. He needed one more piece of evidence. I mean come on, he’s a Duke boy after all. Luke has got a good head on his shoulders.

Instead of turning left like the light said, he continued going straight. The van followed his every move. Luke swallowed hard. He knew he had to get out of this one and fast.

“What is wrong?” DJ asked.

“Well I really don’t feel all that great right now DJ. You see, when bad things happen, us Dukes are normally in the middle. That time is now. We’s being followed,” Luke replied.

“What? Are you sure?” Luke nodded softly. DJ straightened up and looked back over at the youthful Luke. “I wonder what he wants.”

“I ain’t stickin’ around to find out. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Luke, I am not in objection. Do whatever you can to get away from them.” Luke began to speed up. He pulled all sorts of Hazzard tricks trying to keep this van off their tail.

“Dang it, the van is keeping up.” Luke shook his head. Nothing he seemed to do would work! What was in trouble and he knew it. DJ was still hopeful but sometimes even that can be lost.

“Can’t you shake him?” Luke shook his head no. He shrugged; perplexed by the speed the van was pulling. “Are you sure, Luke? Aren’t there any other tricks that could be pulled? After all you are a first class driver.”

“I don’t think so.”

“You’re doing good.”

“That’s but it ain’t making me feel good that a minivan is catching up to me.”

“Don’t let pride catch up with you or you will never get anywhere.”

“I’ll try to remember that.” Luke sighed as he leaned in closer to the steering wheel. He looked almost as if he were in a mound of thick fog. He shook his head with an angry smile on his face. “I think it has got a different engine.”

“What makes you think that?”

“No van I have ever driven kept up to the General like that. It has got to be a hot engine.”

“Luke if we get caught…”

“DJ, if we get caught you say nothing. Let me do all the talking, you hear me?”

“Yes, you are coming in loud and clear.”

“I don’t want you to say anything that would get you shot or hurt, ya understand?”

“Of course I do, Luke.”

“Good, now, you stay in that seat belt because this is goanna be a rough ride.” Luke continued to drive as fast as he could. They were still gaining on him. DJ sighed, he didn’t know what to do or say.

Now there was shooting behind him. Now folks, when someone shoots, don’t ya think it is hard to drive? Uh huh, Luke was swerving to miss the bullets. There was no way that they would be able to deal with this much longer.

Yep I was right, somehow they shot out Luke’s tire. There was the General Lee two in the middle of the road. The Van stopped. Two men in masks got out. They were both fairly skinny and young looking.

“Reach,” one of them said as they pulled out their gun. Both DJ and Luke put their hands up.

“What is the meaning of this?” Luke asked.

“Let’s just call it an intervention.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Just get out of the car.”

“Yes sir, you don’t have to shout you know.”

“Shut up!” Luke and DJ did as the man said. This ain’t looking too good for the Duke boys. General Lee don’t look good sitting out there by his lonesome—especially with his usual driver in the van. Now friends, I don’t like to see young Luke in jeopardy do you?

5

Cooter was driving along when he saw General Lee two sitting in the focal point of the dirt road. Of course he stopped. Cooter really loves the Duke cars. He loves making parts for them. He loves having them around. They are both very faithful vehicles.

At first, Cooter looked around the car. As he saw the bullet marks in the back, he knew that Luke was in trouble. He shook his head. Cooter knew that he needed reinforcements. There is only a select force he would call in.

“Breaker one, breaker one I might be crazy but I will never be dumb, Crazy Cooter coming at ya. I am looking for some Dukes. Are there any around on the Hazzardnet come on?” Cooter began over the CB.

“This is Shepard calling Crazy C, what’s up come back?” Jesse replied. Cooter shook his head.

“Well if you think an empty bullet hole of the General Lee ain’t a problem then I’ll leave you a 10-4 and get lost.”

“Cooter, have you looked around the area?”

“Dead and dirty except something was dropped here—this is Luke’s lucky penny.”

“Now Cooter, I have to get a hold of lost sheep two at school. Luke being missing is more important. We’ll leave Bo Peep at the kiddie farm.”

“Why Bo Peep, Shepard? She’s good on any case. A real lethal weapon if you know what I mean. You should bring her in. That is my personal opinion anyway. We could use all the help we can get, come back.”

“Negative, Crazy Cooter, we will leave her in there.”

“You’re goanna make Bo Peep an angry lady Shepard if you leave her out. This lost sheep is close to her too. You need to bring her in the party.”

“Daisy’s good where she is. Bo was sleeping through it anyway. Now you grab hold of General Lee two and drag his shell back to the garage.”

“Oh that is a 10-4 sir.”

“10-4 Cooter and out.”

“That’s a 10-4 on my end too Uncle Jesse—err I mean Jesse, I am out.” As Cooter was about to put his CB receiver down, sure enough, someone else wanted to talk.

“Can I get a break-one-oh with a Crazy Cooter before he throws off that dial?” Dodger asked over the CB. Now for those who don’t speak CB slang let me tell ya what that one means. He wants to talk to Cooter. Now, I know, he could have just said it but what fun would that be?

“Breaker one, breaker one I am crazy but ain’t really all that dumb, Crazy Cooter comin’ at ya, the bears ain’t here so quit hiding the beer. Now what can I do for ya brother, come back.”

“I just had a thought. Can you pick up some groceries when ya get back in down?”

“Groceries, you want groceries?”

“That is a positive on your description, we’re out of beef.”

“You’re kidding me right?”

“Well—umm, no. I wanna make a roast tonight with a side of steak. I have the steak but no roast.”

“Ya better be kidding. We have a situation on our hands and you’re calling about Beef?”

“I figured if I am goanna worry I should eat while I do it.”

“Uh huh.” Cooter rolled his eyes. He shook his head. Dodger didn’t work well under pressure and I mean that in the nicest way.

“Well.”

“Well what?”

“Are you goanna get me some beef? I want a good dinner. I have had enough macaroni and cheese to fill up a truck. If I have one more box of it I am goanna burst. So what do you say Cooter? Will you help your brother?”

“Bullet Dodger, you are beyond help.”

“Am not.”

“Okay fine, let me rephrase this. You’re in town lazy bum.”

“So?”

“So you are closer to the store than I am.”

“I’m working.”

“So am I, Bullet Dodger.”

“What are you saying?”

“I am giving you the big heave hoe so 10-4.”

“Bye now.” Cooter put down his CB receiver.

“Man my brother is one lazy man. I wonder if he knows how to go to the bathroom by himself.” Cooter shook his head. “Oh well, I guess even puppies can be trained.”

Now I wonder what is going on with Luke and DJ. The fact that they have been kidnapped should speak for itself but still. I really wanna know what is going on. I guess we’ll have to wait and find out huh? Oh well, here we go—another Hazzard adventure.

6

Well the meeting was happening around 12:30 PM. You know, after Jesse got Bo to get here. Now they were sitting in the garage on crates. Well all except Dodger. That boy couldn’t stay still for a minute when he was worried.

Dodger was working under one of the police cars that had come in. I tell ya folks, those Dukes sure bring Cooter some good business. I am impressed by their efforts to help their friend.

Well back to the object at hand or the person rather. Luke Duke was missing—along with Dale-John Hogg. Now, who would wanna take them? Well we know that but the Dukes ain’t as quick as we are—nah, they’re faster. However, they can’t be in all places at once.

“So, I find General Lee two, Luke’s car of choice, sitting there filled with bullet holes. Now I’m tellin’ ya, that is pretty low,” Cooter commented.

“Of course it is,” Bo replied.

“I just don’t understand why that would happen. Who would wanna take Luke prisoner?” Jesse questioned.

“So said it was Luke they’s after?”

“I don’t think it is Luke they’s after.” Everyone moved their crates closer.

“Who do you think…?” Suddenly, they heard the tires of a car skid. Everyone stood up and walked out to the entrance. I know who it is. Come on, look at the car, that’s Dolly. Daisy jumped out of the jeep. She pushed her hair back and looked at her Uncle Jesse.

“What is going on?” Daisy asked.

“Going on?” Uncle Jesse questioned.

“I go to meet Bo for lunch and he doesn’t show up. I go and ask one of the people in his class where he is. They tell me he was pulled out of class for a family emergency.”

“Now Daisy…”

“Which I thought was interestin’ seeing as I am PART of the family.”

“Daisy…”

“So maybe it involves me I think. So what do I do? I get in Dolly and I start to drive home. While being chased by Enos for speeding. Now I have to loose Enos and try to get to the Farm.”

“You see Daisy…”

“I find out no one is there. So I think to myself, where is the next place they would go?”

“Daisy…”

“I think, Hazzard Garage.”

“Daisy…!”

“So I drive all the way up here to find even the Davenports have been invited to this meeting. I’m so mad I could spit. Somebody better let me know what’s going on.” Cooter laughed.

“I told you so Uncle Jesse,” Cooter commented.

“First of all, I ain’t your Uncle Jesse. Second of all, I knew it would happen too,” Jesse replied.

“So what is going on?” Daisy asked.

“Well, Luke and DJ have been kidnapped,” Bo replied.

“Oh my goodness! Why would they kidnap Luke?”

“Simple, he was in the car, they’re after DJ and his money. I figured something like this would happen.”

“Why do you say that, Bo?” Dodger inquired.

“Simple, DJ is building a hospital. Now who is the one person who would take DJ’s money?”

“Boss Hogg,” Everyone said at the same time.

“I get it. I have known this man since we was sixteen. I know that JD would do anything to get his hands on money. Now what we have to do is find them,” Jesse announced.

“I’m afraid the situation is more severe than that,” Bo cut in.

“What do you mean?”

“Ain’t Boss Hogg and DJ Hogg identical twins?”

“Of course they are.” There was a look of clarity on Jesse’s face. He looked at Daisy who also got the idea. “Yep, he’s goanna cancel the dedication and take his cheque back.”

“That’s right and when he does…”

“It’ll make DJ look bad,” Daisy added.

“Then he will do something to make himself look good like build a more expensive medical building in its place,” Cooter said.

“Yeah where they’ll charge and arm and a leg for the care.”

“We got to stop them!” Bo nodded. Daisy crossed her right leg over her left.

“What are we goanna do though? We can’t prove that Boss Hogg is holding his brother.”

“No we can’t,” Dodger added.

“Well actually I think we can,” Jesse replied.

“What do you mean?”

“There are two ways. One, we need to get the real Dale-John Hogg to come over here.”

“Jesse, I am sorry to be a spoil sport but the dedication is today. Knowing Boss I think he hid them pretty good.”

“I know that Dodger. Look, I think number two will work better. We need Flash. That hound is the only one that can truly tell them apart.”

“Uncle Jesse, that’s brilliant,” Cooter exclaimed.

“I ain’t your Uncle Jesse.”

“Okay, here’s how we’re goanna do it. Daisy, go back to school.”

“Uncle Jesse…” Daisy began.

“Child, we need it to look like…”

“Don’t pull that card Uncle Jesse. I am going with Bo. We’s goanna find Luke and DJ.”

“Fine, you two look for them. Cooter and Dodger, you get your hands on Flash. I know there will be someone there trying to keep her but you bring her back.”

“You can count on us Un—umm Mr. Duke,” Cooter replied.

“What are you goanna do Uncle Jesse?” Bo questioned.

“Simple kid, I am goanna stall that dedication beginning like it has never been stalled,” Jesse replied.

“Are you sure you can do that?”

“Boy I have been stalling before you were even born. I have been on more Hazzard adventures than you ever will.”

“Sorry sir.”

“Just don’t question me, you got it? I know what I am doing.”

“Yes sir.”

“Alright now, that’s better. Now, everyone get out of here. Don’t make me ask twice. I am still young enough to tan each one of your hides.”

“Yes sir, you got it.”

“Well then skedaddle!” Everyone began to move. Come on, its Uncle Jesse of course they’re goanna listen. It is out of respect. Alright! Now this is a Duke adventure that I’ll stick around for.

7

Six men walked into the courthouse. For all those who don’t recognize the uniforms well, take a real close look. These are those hire a cop people. Now I bet you’re wondering, who would take these men into service? Well Boss Hogg.

“Now, y’all may think this is a weird task I am about to ask but I am the Boss and you will listen to me,” Boss Hogg began. He began to walk down to the cells. “I have a prisoner who was a witness in a crime.” He pointed to a cell with Flash sitting on a red pillow. “You will keep my prisoner comfortable and feed it…”

“Sir, that’s a dog,” One of the men commented. Boss Hogg pulled off his white hat and hit the man with it.

“I ain’t blind. Look, you will keep it comfortable. Feed it…” Boss rolled his eyes. “Feed her doggy num-nums every few hours. Don’t wake her.”

“Does this cute hound have a name?” Boss walked closer to the cage. Flash began barking. He backed up. “Yes, mutt.” Flash barked again. “Alright, alright—her name is Flash. Now, don’t let anyone down here…not even me until after…” Boss looked at his watch. “After four o’clock. Got it?”

“Yes sir.”

“Don’t use any guns though. If I hear that you shot someone then you will never work again. Do you understand that? Absolutely no guns.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good, now I have to go.” Boss walked out of the room. Now ain’t that slick? Six guards. I wonder what he would get to protect his own hide if he were in danger.

You are probably wondering where all the Dukes are hiding. I would too if I were you. The Dukes are after all very interesting people. No, I’m not biased because I am their friend. You see, they are all working on something to get Luke back. Each one of them is on their own little mission.

Well, Jesse’s already on site. He is pulling a few good tricks. First off, he decided to do a little mechanic work of his own. Jesse plugged the microphone into his own device—a sound board that allowed him to control what came out of the speakers. Now folks that is pretty slick.

You see, the interesting thing about Jesse Duke was that he was in charge of the program itself. So, when he asked for something to happen it would happen. What do you think he was goanna do? Well, talk to Enos of course.

Enos too was helping onsite. He wanted to make everything wonderful. “Enos, just the man I was lookin’ fer,” Jesse announced.

“Really Uncle Jesse?” Enos questioned. Now did you hear what Enos just called him. Uh huh, Uncle Jesse. Now Jesse has enough people calling him that. There’s the reason he didn’t want everyone calling him that. Jesse’s was about to say something on what Enos called him but decided it wouldn’t be a good idea.

“Yes, really.”

“Gosh, what do you want me for?”

“I was wonderin’ if you could do me a big favor.”

“Sure, anything for the Duke family and for sweet Daisy. She is so kind Heh, heh!”

“Daisy is part of the Duke family boy.” Enos blushed. He didn’t mean to single her out. He grabbed his hat and hid his face. “Never mind that Enos. I want you to say an opening prayer.”

“Are you sure you want me to do it? I mean I get worried if I miss something.”

“Nonsense Enos, everything is goanna be fine. You will do perfect. Besides, who better to say a prayer than the lead choir boy in church.” Enos’ eyes went really large. He smiled and his whole face lit up.

“Yes sir, I sure do pride myself on my singing voice. I ain’t the lead choir boy though. That would be Bo and Luke. They’s got good voices.”

“Well you’re lead in my mind.”

“Thanks Uncle Jesse.”

“You’re welcome. So will you do it?”

“Yes sir, I sure will Uncle Jesse sir.”

“Thanks Enos.”

“You’re welcome.” Doesn’t sound like a distraction? Well you will see how it is later. Trust me folks, Enos is a big part of Unc—err Jesse’s plan. “Now I have to make a phone call. So I will see you tonight.”

“Okay Uncle Jesse.”

“Bye now Enos.”

“See you tonight Jesse.” Enos strolled over to talk to Miss Tizdale who was in a hard hat. Jesse walked away from where he was. He pulled out his cell phone.

“Hello Audrey, this is Jesse Duke. I have something I want you to do for me.” Okay, no more phone conversation for you. Otherwise I would ruin the surprise of it all.

Let’s move onto Luke. After all, you wanna know what is going on with him. I would if I were you. They have been kidnapped after all. DJ and Luke are sitting in Boss’ coffin shop. Not a smart place to put them is it?

Oh well, DJ and Luke didn’t know the difference considering they were tied up, blindfolded and gagged. Well another interesting fact, DJ was in his underwear. You figured out what they’s doing with Dale-John’s clothes yet?

Boss Hogg walked in the coffin factory. Why do you think he was here? Well to make sure his other hired “Professionals” did their job of course. As he saw Luke Duke across from his brother, he stormed out and walked over to them.

“I specifically said for you to kidnap Dale-John Hogg. I wanted him to be held here until after four o’clock. I know that is what I said. Now here sits Luke. Luke who has a family of trouble stirrers. Now what is going on here Roger?” Boss Hogg asked.

“Boss, I had to grab him too otherwise he would have gone back to the Dukes and…” Roger began.

“You are an idiot!”

“I did my best Boss.”

“You should have put him somewhere else. That way they would have been looking for him while I was helping.”

“You mean pretending to help.”

“Whatever. Now there is trouble brewing for me. You probably left their fool car there.”

“Well we couldn’t exactly put it in the back of the minivan.” Boss Hogg rolled his eyes.

“Well that was why I hired two of you. One to kidnap him and one to drive whatever he was driving away.”

“Look Jed had to keep an eye on the boys.”

“Why didn’t you just club them in the head and then drive the Duke’s fool car and stash it?” Boss rolled his eyes. “Oh never mind. I don’t have time to think about what ifs. Now, I have clothes to get into.” There you have it.

Now where’s Bo and Daisy? Ain’t they supposed to be looking for Luke? Well they’re trying to follow the tracks of General Lee two. The Dukes put good tires on. Of course they’s goanna know what they look like. Bo was sitting on top and Daisy was driving General Lee one.

Bo let out a wild whistle. Daisy stopped the car. He jumped off. “This ain’t goanna work. They did too many circles around to this road. Daisy, we’re goanna have to go the old fashioned route. We’s goanna have to look,” Bo commented.

“That’ll take forever,” Daisy replied.

“We need to find them. Okay, now we’ll be looking for places Boss would hide someone.”

“First we’ll check at Hazzard Mill and Hazzard junk yard. That would be the last two places they would hide him.”

“I don’t know Daisy.”

“It is sure to work.”

“Okay but I think he would hide them in different places.”

“Well we love the junk yard. So I would think it would be the last place we would look. Paper mill, Boss owns.”

“Alright, Daisy, I get your point.” Bo yawned as he went around to the other side of the General Lee. He got in. “Then we’ll look in the Hazzard Coffin Works and the Boar’s Nest.”

“I’m on it.”

“Do you think we’ll find them in time?”

“Come on, we’re Dukes, Bo. I think that we are goanna find him just when it counts.” Bo began to laugh. He shook his head.

“Ain’t that how it always happens Daisy?”

“Well not always but most of the time.”

“I just hope Luke’s alright.”

“Me too.”

“Well I don’t think they wanna kill them, just keep them around.”

“I hope you’re right Bo. I don’t wanna loose Luke.”

“Or DJ?”

“You got it, cousin. If we loose either one I am goanna…”

“What did Uncle Jesse say?”

“Yeah I know but…”

“Daisy?”

“For a person who is younger than me, you sure is smart.” Bo smiled and shook his head.

“You know, sometimes I hate being younger.”

“Why?”

“Think about it Daisy, you graduate next year. I still have a whole other year in school.”

“Yes I know.”

“Well school is boring. I would rather be on the Hazzard scene.”

“Bo, I would rather have you fully educated so that we both know what we’re doing.” Daisy sped up. Bo shrugged.

“You’re right.”

“Ain’t I always right?”

“Well no, you’re not always right.” Daisy began to laugh as she shook her head. “I had to tell the truth.”

“That’s what I like about you and Luke, y’all are always truthful with a person.”

“Is that why you stayed in Hazzard?”

“Nah.”

“Why then?”

“Couldn’t leave after I got here; this was too fun. I didn’t wanna miss any adventures with my favorite cousins.”

“We’re your favorite?”

“Oh yeah.” Well they’re on the right track. Its goanna take a while. Well hold on tight folks, I just hope everything turns out alright. We’ll catch up with the Davenports in a minute.

8

Here we are, the dedication is about to begin. All the people are seated around a big giant stage that was built for this very occasion. Jesse thinks of everything doesn’t he? Come on, he is a Duke.

There were hot dogs being sold to raise money for the veterinarian hospital. Cotton candy was in almost every kids hand. There were games, a whole festival right there. This was a moment to remember.

Who is the MC? Can you believe that Jesse chose Roscoe? Well I thought it was weird too. Believe me when I tell you that. I couldn’t believe that Roscoe would even want the job.

I guess JD was happy. After all, Boss was sure luck was on his side. The Dukes would probably not be able to find his brother. He was going to take the money and make the Dukes feel bad. Everything was looking good for him but as Mama told me, don’t count your chickens before they hatch.

“Welcome y’all to our dedication of this new establishment. Well not the whole establishment, just the corner stone Khee. Now onto the big stuff—the blessing on the stone itself. Done by Enos Strait,” Roscoe began.

Enos walked onto the small stage. “Dear lord, thank you for thy bountiful blessings. Thank you for Miss Tizdale, for her strength. Thank you for allowing her to deliver the mail. For it is that letter that allowed DJ to find out about his dearly departed Uncle. We thank you for taking care of this Uncle as he made his trip to heaven. Thank you that he left his money to the right person. Thank you for the invention of money so that we may use it to do good things. We bless Luke Duke for driving DJ to the farm allowing the Dukes to give him council…”

Ah folks, this is goanna take a while. Let’s check on the Davenports shall we? Well, as you can see, outside there are two of the hired police. They are keeping guard. There are two more on the main level and downstairs two more. Not a bad set up.

The Davenports are goanna be in for one heck of a surprise. I bet you’s wondering, how in the world are they goanna get past them. Come on, they may not be Dukes but Davenports have tricks up their sleeves. Cooter rubbed his hands together as he looked at Dodger.

They looked at the trunk they had sitting in their place. Well when the drama society wanted to fumigate, Cooter offered to keep their clothes here. Good thing huh? They pulled in the back and grabbed these outfits. What crazy outfits they were.

Dodger wore a dark black jacket. It had gold and red attached to the shoulder. By the neckline, there was also a ruby and gold color on them. He wore a black army like hat. Dodger had a gold sash. On top of the uniform he wore, Dodger had fake metals everywhere. There was a sword attached to it as well.

Now, I bet you’re wondering what all this is about. Simple, there is no way that they can get in without getting rid of each set of guards. So, Dodger was our actor and these poor guards were in for a big surprise.

The first guard, Thomas, was standing there relaxing on the rock-solid brick wall. He was having a cigarette with the second guard, Franklin. “All this to care for a pooch? I don’t know what this man is thinking. Do you think he is as screwy as I think he is?” Franklin questioned.

“Hey, we’re all being paid. What does it matter? A job is a job. I would rather be rewarded for watching an animal than have no job at all, Franklin. Boss Hogg is paying real good money to watch a dumb dog,” Thomas replied. Franklin sighed.

“Yeah I guess so. Still, it bugs me. He thinks people are going to come after this dog.”

“Well who cares how crazy he is?”

“I suppose, I just want to finish this job and get my butt home.”

“I hear ya.” They both took a drag of their cigarettes and let the smoke roll out of their mouths. This is about the time when Dodger walked over. He was quite the sight and I mean that in the nicest way folks. I tell you, he would have been really hard to miss.

“I say, have you spotted Boss Hogg in this region by chance?” Dodger asked, in his best British accent. If you are wondering what is going on, so am I.

“Boss Hogg is probably where everyone else is now, get on,” Franklin commented.

“Oh dear chap, that is no way to make the acquaintance of a gentlemen. I trust the fags are getting to your head.”

“What did you call me?”

“Dear Sir, a fag in my country is a cigarette. I mean no offence by my terminology. It was simply a misinterpretation from the United States gobbledygook slang to our supplementary highly developed use of dialect.”

“Huh?” Thomas questioned. Okay, even I didn’t catch what he said. Did you?

“How do I simplify this? Our use of English is far more superior to yours.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.” I think Dodger is having too much fun. Considering he lives in the United States of America and he speaks more slang than both of them—well you do the math.

“No, I am saying you’re the one who is being rude.”

“How is it bad-mannered to articulate the legitimacy of the situation? I for one am glad I speak truths all the time.”

“What truths are those?”

“Americans have become boorishly lazy.”

“Okay that’s it! You wanna go?”

“Go where?”

“Do you wanna fight me?”

“What you are trying to point toward would be an exchange blows with me. Well good sir, I accept.” Thomas walked down. Cooter jumped up and punched Franklin in the face hard.

“What the…”

“Welcome to America sir, land of the free and home of the brave. Believe me brother, I am full American,” Dodger said in his normal voice. He punched Thomas.

“You sir don’t play fair. Who is that up there?” Thomas asked as Cooter jumped down.

“Can I elaborate Dodge?” Cooter questioned.

“Sure be my guest,” Dodger replied.

“Thank you.”

“No problem.”

“I might be crazy.” Cooter punched Thomas in the face. He went to punch him again but Thomas blocked it. “I sure ain’t dumb.” Thomas charged at Cooter. He kicked him in the stomach. Cooter got right back up after being booted in his chest. “I am CRRRAZY Cooter and I am coming to ya live.”

“Yeah! Give it to him bro!”

“I am a Davenport.” Cooter gave Thomas an upper cut. “There may be only two of us in Hazzard but we are here.” Cooter did a round kick and finally knocked him out. “Dodger, I’ll let you do the honors of tying them up. I am goanna get in my costume.”

“Sure thing Cooter, I always was a better scout than you.”

“Hey.”

“Not now Cooter, you need to get into costume. You better let me take the next ones.”

“And you better change back into normal clothes. Well so we can do the same thing again.”

“They’ll all be beat soon huh?”

“Oh yeah, you had better believe it. We Davenports will not rest until we get the fair canine.”

“Yes, Flash will be our inspiration.”

“Okay, that’s a little bit too off topic. Now let’s get back to business, shall we?”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Now they’re smart cookies ain’t they? I guess we’ll have to see more in a minute huh? So hold on folks, this is goanna get interesting.

9

Daisy and Bo finally got to the coffin factory. “Alright Bo, I am now eating my words, you’re right,” Daisy commented. Well I had no doubts did you? Bo ain’t exactly a stupid person. He’s got it down to a science this whole save the day thing.

“It doesn’t matter who was right as long as we got here. So Daisy, what’s the plan to get in?” Bo replied.

“Simple. We’ll take the rope I put in the back and shoot it up with an arrow. You climb up and save the day.”

“Alright, I don’t think you noticed but they have guns.”

“I did notice.”

“So you want me to go in and attack two men with guns. Daisy, that’s suicide.”

“Well actually, I will be up in the trees shooting off dynamite arrows to make them come out here then you untie Luke and DJ.”

“Okay, I get the drill.”

“Then get a move on Bo and don’t drop anything.” Bo shook his head and laughed.

“Are you kidding me? I ain’t dropped any of my arrows ever.”

“Well fine then but don’t fall alright?”

“Okay, Daisy or should I say mother.”

“Just get moving.”

“Okay.”

“See ya on the flip side Bo.” He walked to the back of the coffin factory while Daisy hiked up a big ol tree. She had the bow and arrow set on her back. Now friends if this ain’t creative then I don’t know what is.

Daisy rubbed her hands together after she found a good place to sit in the tree. She wiggled her bum a little just to make sure she wouldn’t fall out. Daisy smiled. “Perfect,” She commented.

Daisy sighed softly to herself. She took out her pocket knife and cleared a few branches so the shots would be just right. You see, if the branches caught any of the dynamite arrows well…Daisy wouldn’t have much time to get out of the tree before it blew.

Now folks, this was goanna be a party. Back inside, the men were filling up their guns with bullets. Luke was still struggling to get free. These men tied a pretty fair knot. I mean almost impossible for Luke to get out. He couldn’t even reach his pocket knife. Bo sat up in the rafters waiting for the men to get out of there.

As Daisy shot off two dynamite arrows, those men made their way out to find out just what was going on. They ran out incredibly flabbergasted by the events that were going on. Daisy shot off a few more. They spotted General Lee and walked towards it hoping that’s where the arrows came from.

When they couldn’t find Daisy, the men shot out all four of the General’s tires. Now as you can tell, there would be a problem getting back to the hospital site without wheels to drive on. Daisy shook her head.

Luke and Dale-John walked out slowly. Luke and Bo snuck up behind the two men and punched them both in the face. The men retaliated by hitting back. Don’t worry, this next blow Bo and Luke make will knock them out. See? They hit the ground.

Dale-John picked up the ropes that they were tied up with. He brought them out to Bo and Luke who in turn tied these two up. They carried the baddies back to the barn and put them on separate levels of the coffin factory.

Daisy climbed down from the tree. She joined the other Dukes. “Nice work cousins, I am glad you got us. You know why we were kidnapped right?” Luke questioned.

“Well yeah, Boss wants DJ’s money,” Bo replied.

“We better get to the General and…”

“General’s out of order,” Daisy cut in.

“What?”

“His tires have been shot out.”

“You have got to be kidding me.” Luke shook his head. He paced back and forth. “How in the world are we goanna get back there in time?”

“Luke, I have an idea,” Dale-John commented.

“What?”

“Ride horses.”

“Where are we goanna get horses?” Dale-John pointed behind them. There were nine ebony black horses sitting behind the coffin factory.

“Those were going to be a surprise for Jacob-Daley when I left to go back to Quebec. For his funeral home.”

“You are a genius!”

“Yes, sometimes I surprise myself.”

“Still with the horses we won’t get there in time.”

“Uncle Jesse is playing damage control. Trust me, we will get there in time,” Bo cut in.

“You sure Bo?”

“It’s Uncle Jesse.”

“Alright, saddle up.” Well it is nice to see country boys slide back into their roots. I think this might turn out. Good luck Duke Boys—good luck DJ Hogg.

10

Back over at the hospital grounds, Enos was finishing his prayer. “May no one have to use the hospital—and I say these humbly in the name of Jesus Christ amen,” Enos finished.

“AMEN!” The crowd screamed. Roscoe walked back to the microphone. He yawned and the crowd laughed.

“Thank you Enos for that amazing…” Roscoe began. Suddenly some horns went off. You remember that phone call Jesse made to Audrey? Well this is Audrey’s trailer. The back and purple one that has all the interesting horns; that’s Audrey’s trailer for you. Inside is her dancing girls.

Well they’re coming out now doing back flips. Audrey turns on the music from the bus. The girls begin to dance around. “This is a party, I thought we would start acting like it is one,” Audrey said from her speakers. The girls began pulling men up and dancing with them.

“Alright freeze!” Roscoe said as the girls come near him. Roscoe begins to shake his hips to the music. All the girls are making him dance. “I mean it now, ah Oooo, umm, freeze.”

“Hi Roscoe!” One of the girls shouts.

“You dance well,” Another one tells him.

“Oooh, really?” Roscoe asks.

“Yes, really.” Now if you know anything about Audrey’s routine for dance, it take a good half an hour. After Enos’ prayer, everyone is thrilled to be up and dancing, believe me.

Meanwhile, the Dukes and DJ were racing against time to get back over to where they were supposed to be. “Hey DJ, you’re pretty good at riding a horse considering you’s a city boy,” Bo called out.

“Well Bo I may be a city boy but I won many championships with my horses. We had a stable and everything.”

“I never knew that about you.”

“I guess you learn something everyday.” They continued riding. Daisy and Luke sighed. DJ smiled as he sped up a little. “What’s wrong you two?”

“We were just thinking about what Boss Hogg did to ya. You know, I wouldn’t be surprised if you never came back to Hazzard again because of him,” Luke grumbled.

“Yeah, he snookered you—tried to take your money. I think that is real low,” Daisy added.

“If Vance did that to me, I don’t think I would ever want to be around him.”

“I couldn’t even think of anyone doing it to me. My step-brothers are such nice people. If they ever did that, I don’t think I could talk to them.” Dale-John laughed as he shook his head.

“What’s so funny?”

“Well think about it Luke, that was the last thing I expected to come out of a Duke’s mouth,” Dale-John replied. Daisy and Luke’s heads lowered as if on command. “Oh don’t worry too much about it. We’re all human.”

“What keeps you from high tailing it out of here?” Daisy asked.

“Simple, I love it here and I love my brother.”

“After all he has done?”

“Yes, after all he has done.” Luke and Daisy looked at each other. They didn’t really understand. “Take your Uncle Jesse. He has been friends with Jacob-Daley since they were sixteen. Well both friends and enemies.”

“I don’t see what this has to do with us,” Luke mumbled.

“Don’t you get it Luke? Think about it…unconditional love. It means to accept them for whom and what they are,” Bo announced.

“How would you know?”

“Coy ticks me right off. I can’t stand him. We fight all the time.”

“Yeah I know that, Bo.”

“Well what you don’t know is that I still love him. If he were in trouble I would give up anything to help him. I would even give up my Richard Petty NASCAR necklace Grandpa gave me.”

“You never would do that.”

“If it meant saving him—you better believe I would. I would do the same for anyone of you. I would cut off my left arm before I would let you get hurt.”

“Bo is wise beyond his years. You still have a wild streak in ya but I think you’ll round out nicely,” DJ cut in. You know I like DJ Hogg, he is a really nice person. Well stick around folks, we’re almost through.

It had been a few hours. The boys arrived just as JD Hogg was about to give his speech. Luke stood up. “Now hold it right there, Boss Hogg!” Luke exclaimed.

“You are stopping progress,” Boss replied in his French accent. Bo and Luke laughed and sighed.

“You ain’t DJ Hogg anymore than I am Roscoe. Now, we wanna give the floor to the real DJ.” Now Dale-John got off the horse. Remember how he was in his underwear? Well, JD Hogg left his clothes there. Ain’t that slick? Now Boss Hogg looks like DJ and DJ looks like Jacob-Daley.

“No, this is my brother, Boss Hogg.”

“No, I am DJ,” Dale-John announced.

“Well I think he is wrong. I have a job to do and I am going to do it. Besides, there is no way for you to prove what you are saying.”

“Oh yes there is,” Cooter Davenport said. Dodger was carrying Flash. They walked up to the stage. Boss Hogg began backing up from that dog. Now remember, Flash hates Boss Hogg but absolutely loves ol’ DJ.

“No, Flash needs a rest and I suggest that he gets one.” Dodger wouldn’t give up. He was going prove for the last time that Boss Hogg was the one in the black suit. Flash the dog began barking the minute she got close to him. Sure enough everyone could tell the difference after that.

Well, after much snookering Boss Hogg was caught. Now DJ made his speech hoping that everyone would be treated equally in his hospital. He cut the gold ribbon and placed the corner stone with the help of the crane.

DJ Hogg didn’t say anything about what Boss did. He simply put that Boss was filling in for him which wasn’t far from the truth. Now, thanks to Dale-John Hogg they would have a hospital.

At the end of the situation, Audrey walked over to Jesse and winked at him. “See you Saturday night,” She said with a smiled. Bo and Luke stared at their Uncle. Jesse shrugged.

“Well how else do you think you boys could have gotten here on horseback?” Jesse said.

“Uncle Jesse you sly dog you,” Bo Duke commented.

“I knew Grandpa said you two was alike but I didn’t know you was this much alike,” Luke added.

“Now that will be enough of that you two. Time to go home and eat. If I hear one more word out of you two, y’all will be doing the dishes for three months,” Jesse growled. The boys stopped talking right away. Now there was a happy conclusion—then again, more like a wonderful beginning for Hazzard County.

Tell Me About the Good Ol’ Days

by: Essy Jane

You came back! How wonderful. I do have more stories to tell you. Y’all will be impressed beyond belief. You do know how many wonderful tales there are in Hazzard County, don’t you now? Well I have hundreds of them.

You see that smoke trailing down the road? Well if you look through that there smog being made by the Harley-Davison motorcycle, you will see Miss Tizdale—popping a wheelie.

Now friends, didn’t I tell you Hazzard was special? Okay, now watch as she makes her entrance. She parked pretty well for an older lady working a motorbike. Emma-Lee got off of the bike and took off her helmet. She straightened her hair and pulled down her skirt. She pushed her glasses up just enough. Miss Tizdale grabbed hold of the package.

Emma walked into the house and looked at Jesse who was sitting at the table. The boys were all around with him. “Uh hoo, Jesse—there’s a package for you from some publishing company. Oh and I brought you some more stamps, I thought you would be running low,” Emma began.

“Why thank you Emmer—thank you very much. Now, can I have my package please?” Jesse questioned.

“Not until I see some identification.”

“You want ID from me? You have seen me every single day for three years.”

“Doesn’t matter Jesse, rules are rules and I intend on following them. Now take out the ID Jesse.” Now you can imagine the set the man was in. After all, even the boys knew how Miss Tizdale had a crush on him. Jesse was the only one she was after. Even Daisy figured it out on her second day.

“But…”

“Now come on Jesse, you wouldn’t wanna get little ol me in trouble would you now?” Jesse took out his ID. “Now that’s better. Anyway, the art of the mail is calling my name. Enjoy your breakfast—Jesse, Luke, Daisy and Bo.” Emma-Lee gave him the package along with the usual, stamps with hearts all over them. Now Miss Tizdale was gone before you could say Bob’s your fat belated Uncle. She knew that Jesse wouldn’t be happy about the stamps, and their little frills.

“Confounded woman did it to me again.” Daisy and Bo giggled while Luke tried to be mature. Jesse shook his head. “I give you permission to laugh at me, Luke.” Now Luke finally opened his mouth, laughing away—whelp, he knows funny when he sees it.

“What’s in the box Uncle Jesse?” Daisy asked.

“I don’t reckon I know, Daisy girl.”

“Well open it.” Bo and Luke stared at each other smiling. Jesse didn’t pay any attention to it. They were smiling away though and you know that them two are up to something. “I really wanna see what’s in there.”

“Alright.” Jesse took off the brown paper and grabbed his keys. He slid the key along the tape and it opened as if by magic. There was a bunch of Styrofoam inside covering the object.

“Come on Uncle Jesse, hurry up.” He picked up a book. Bo and Luke stood up and began to walk away.

“HOLD IT!” Bo and Luke turned around. “When did y’all do this?”

“Well you see Uncle Jesse, we saw it lying there collecting dust. A book should be released not kept under wraps,” Bo replied.

“When did you do this?” Luke’s head lowered. Jesse smiled and walked over to his boys. He put them both in a hug. “This is the best thing anyone could have ever done for me.”

“We didn’t read it. We just sent it in,” Luke answered.

“Before my Laurel died, she told me to write a book about the stories I tell my boys.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, all about the older Bo and Luke. Well here it is—The Dukes of Hazzard.”

“Can you read it to us Uncle Jesse?” Daisy questioned. Jesse smiled and shook his head.

“You really wanna hear my stories about my Dad?”

“Well of course we do,” Bo answered.

“We wanna hear the action,” Luke said.

“About the girls.”

“How they built the General Lee.”

“Tell us—no, tell me. Tell me Uncle Jesse ‘bout the good ol days,” Daisy cut in. Jesse smiled. He couldn’t believe how much his boys wanted to hear of old adventures. Times where mystery rained out through the land.

Where the entire world seemed to come into Hazzard one person at a time. This place always had been filled with mystery and I don’t mean like Mama’s meatloaf.

They all sat down in the living room. Bo and Luke curled up in the couch. Daisy sat down in one of two of the easy chairs. Jesse took the other chair. He opened up the book and cleared his throat as he took his boys back on an adventure they wouldn’t soon forget…

* * *

<Jesse’s Story>

The day was tranquil, unruffled by the customary sounds and uncertainties of the large cities. The trees waved in the wind, wailing the names of those who lived within their serene palace. The animals tickled them with every movement. Some beating holes into their bark.

To most, this would be like a hushed town. A place where one would go to unwind, to kick back and enjoy the weather. The sun constantly shone down on this place. The light warmed the hearts of many.

The light dirt roads were like something you would see in a picture. People walking in the distance. Some hiking and others going for a dip. Hazzard County wasn’t like most places though. If you looked around you, you could tell.

Like for example, Miss Emma Tizdale, the overexcited mail lady. You have never met a character like this one. She looked like a classic Grandmother. Emma’s hair was done up in a twisted bun, she would fix it ever so carefully.

She wore a variety of flower printed dresses. Emma had tiny little glasses placed at the half way point on her nose. She had a very cheery disposition.

She was an outstanding individual that Emma. Frequently you would see this older woman popping wheelies in the middle of the road. She would request for your ID even if she knew you for years and years. Emma was all about regulation when it came to delivering the mail.

Yes this woman was an attention-grabbing individual. Emma always seemed to be doing things that were expected of her. She worked hard to keep her reputation, hip Miss Tizdale. Still, Emma Tizdale wasn’t the only interesting character in Hazzard County.

Meet Jefferson-Davis Hogg. He is the most ruthless man you have ever laid eyes on. Looking at him, you wouldn’t think so. Jefferson-Davis Hogg looked like a man who was stuck into a marshmallow costume. His hair poked out from a white cowboy hat.

Jefferson-Davis, or JD as he prefers to be called, was not any typical man either. JD believed in two things, money and food. Other than that, everything else was a fairy tale made up to make him think.

He has an extremely distinctive sheriff, Sheriff Roscoe Pervis Coltrane. This man has had more than his share of…

* * *

“Woe hold it! Miss Tizdale rides a motorcycle? What are you doing, rewriting a page of our lives?” Bo questioned.

“Haven’t you ever read Grandpa’s journals?” Daisy asked.

“I didn’t have time for that. I was always busy. Besides, I never heard anything about Miss Tizdale.”

“That’s because you never asked about them.”

“That and because all he thinks about are girls and cars all the time,” Luke laughed. Bo growled at his cousin.

“Why I outta…” Bo began—well that is until Uncle Jesse cleared his throat. Bo shrunk down almost immediately. Now that’s respect.

“Y’all are interrupting the story,” Jesse mumbled.

“Sorry about that.”

“You always were an impatient young man. Always wanting your questions answered right away.” Bo smiled weakly. Jesse started laughing. “You wouldn’t be a Duke if you weren’t like that.”

“Yeah I wouldn’t would I?”

“You are too much like your…”

“Grandpa?”

“You got it, Bo. You are just like your dear old Grandfather. Well, sometimes I used to think he was perfect too until he told me these stories.”

“You thought he was perfect?”

“We all think our elders are. Do y’all think I am perfect?”

“Oh yeah. You seem to make less mistakes than anyone I know in Hazzard County.”

“That’s because I learned from past mistakes.”

“So, I will look smart too?”

“You sure will. You will look amazingly smart to your kids.”

“If I have them.”

“Oh you’ll have them. Believe me, you will have them and love them. Now, we should get back to the story.”

“Alright but can I ask a favor before we do?”

“Sure, why not.”

“Can we skip the descriptive junk?” Jesse gave his nephew the look. I would have too. Them boys are impatient…I bet you they would rather wait for the TV show to come out. Don’t you think? I sure do.

* * *

<Jesse’s story>

He has an extremely distinctive sheriff, Sheriff Roscoe Pervis Coltrane—more known in these parts as just plain old Roscoe P. Coltrane. This man has had more than his share of hard times. Not to mention encounters with the one and only Boss Hogg—JD Hogg that is.

You see, ever since Boss Hogg took away Roscoe’s pension, ol Roscoe has been dirtier than a pair of socks in a corn field. Although he is no longer an honest law man, Roscoe is still generally a well loved character.

He is known for his walk. Roscoe leans forward all the time. He has his shoulders pushed in. Roscoe’s elbows are usually bent. When you see Sheriff Coltrane, you can tell it is him by the uniform. He loves that uniform more than any other article of clothing.

Roscoe has a beautiful basset hound named Flash. JD Hogg hates this pooch more than anything. Why? Well Roscoe’s dog sleeps a lot. However, when Boss Hogg is anywhere near Flash, the hound barks and growls. The reason she does that is that she can sense the ruthlessness in Boss Hogg.

Flash isn’t the only one on Roscoe’s police force. His deputy Enos Strait is what you would call a good egg all around. He seems to have all the stuff down. Whelp except that he is known as the oldest virgin in Hazzard County. Hard title to get rid of. No one cares though, they all love the guy.

If you think these characters are interesting, you should meet the Dukes. The Dukes have been around in Hazzard ever since…well since the pioneer times. This land has been through eight Generations of Dukes—well six at this time. There are numerous of the Dukes that have moved on to other places.

Bo and Luke Duke are known in these parts as the Duke Boys. They exchange blows with the system. Bo and Luke help people with any injustice that you can possibly think of. Think of them as the neighborhood watch. They almost always seem to be on the right path.

Bo and Luke are on probation. They ran moonshine when they were younger and were caught. I imagine you think that is pretty funny considering they fight for the good of people but you must remember this is Hazzard County. Things are done differently here. Besides, moonshine running has been going on for years. The Dukes have the best corn whiskey recipe ever. It is famous.

However, after Bo and Luke were finished running moonshine. The whole Duke family made a promise not to run any more in exchange for Bo and Luke’s freedom. So Bo and Luke were released from prison—in exchange, they received probation.

Bo and Luke are very distinct people. Bo has blonde hair and blue eyes. He is tall and seems pretty wild for the most part. Bo has two great loves, women and cars. Ever since he was younger, Bo Duke has dreamed about going to the NASCAR circuit. However, probation seemed to tie him down. Well that and because he loves Hazzard.

Luke Duke is a little more restrained than his cousin Bo. He has brown hair and blue eyes. Luke went through the Marines and fought in Vietnam. he learned a lot of tricks and such that came in very handy in Hazzard County. He is very into cars as well.

Luke loves women just as much as Bo but keeps his feelings on a leash for the main part. Besides, with his looks women chase him. It makes him feel a lot better.

Luke has a brother named Judd Kane…also known as Killer Kane in the boxing ring. He is also very talented when it comes to boxing. The two seemed to get along great. The brothers see each other from time to time.

Daisy Duke, she is Bo and Luke’s cousin. Daisy has attracted more men to her than a magnet attracts metal. She is a high strung lovely lady with the ability to become anything she wants to be. Daisy is an amazing dancer with great legs. She has long brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. She works for Boss Hogg but it all turns out.

Jesse Duke is the patriarch of the family. He always seems to be helping those boys out whether they deserve it or not. Jesse loves those boys more than anything else in the world. He really is supportive and helps them out with everything they need.

Without him, they would be up the tree. Bo and Luke listen to Jesse mostly out of respect. The other half of why they pay attention to him is because he really could whoop both Bo and Luke if he wanted to.

There are a few members of the Duke family that weren’t mentioned. The first one is called the General Lee. He is orange and has four wheels. You were expecting a human? Well, the Dukes have always considered The General Lee as a member of their family. Ever since General Lee had come into their lives, adventures have been plentiful.

Another member of the family was Dixie. No, she’s not a person either. Dixie is Daisy’s favorite friend. They have had a close relationship since Daisy got her. Dixie is white with an eagle painted on the front.

Then there’s Jesse’s pickup truck. His has been left nameless but this is still a noble machine. That one has been used for everything from hay to oil tins. Jesse’s pickup is white but you can see what the sands of time has done to his truck.

Right now, Bo and Luke are about to go through an adventure. This being Hazzard County, exciting activities are never truly scarce. As the trees seemed to climb forever, so did the Dukes.

Speaking of trees Bo was tied to the top of a giant tree, one of the tallest in Hazzard County. He kept trying to get himself free but it didn’t seem to be working. Who in their right mind would tie someone to a tree? Bo thought to himself. He shook his head.

Luke had become worried he had been looking for his cousin anxiously. Cooter, a friend of the family, had been searching for this young man all day. They soon decided to combine their efforts seeing how Jesse and Daisy were working together.

Bo didn’t show up for a previous commitment, fixing a fence. Before that, he was supposed to go hunting. Now one thing you can usually count on is a Duke’s word. So when a Duke doesn’t show up, people question what is going on.

As Luke and Cooter continued to search the woods and such, Bo saw the top of his cousin’s head. You can imagine the excitement going through Bo’s mind. “Hey cousin, over here,” Bo yelled. Luke looked up at him, incredibly shocked with that was going on.

“How the heck did you get up there?” Luke questioned. Bo smiled and began laughing.

“Can we worry about that when you get me down?” Luke and Cooter began climbing the tree.

“You decided you would become a monkey?” Cooter asked.

“Real cute, Cooter. Will you just get up here?” Both finally got up, they cut the ropes from either side of Bo. He slid down into their arms. “Sorry, I guess when you loose all feeling in your arms and legs…”

“Bo, don’t explain.”

“Alright, I won’t.”

“How long have you been hanging there?” Luke questioned. Cooter laughed and shook his head. Luke hoisted Bo onto his shoulder. Bo held on as they began to climb down the tree.

“Well Luke, I think it was about all day. How long did it take you to find me?”

“Well…”

“Exactly.”

“Bo you are crazy you know that?” Bo nodded softly, not wanting to cause a fight. They finally made it to the ground. Luke put his cousin down softly. Bo pushed himself up a little.

“That’s better,” He remarked.

“Now you can tell us what happened.”

“Richard Petty was driving through Hazzard County!” Luke and Cooter looked at each other and laughed. “No really, he was driving through Hazzard County and…”

“Bo, I think you have been in the sun way too long,” Cooter commented.

“Yeah no kidding, Cooter,” Luke answered.

“Yeah why would someone as famous as Richard Petty would be driving through Hazzard County?”

“No kidding Bo, he is one of the top racers in the country.”

“Look, I don’t care what y’all say—I was racing with him today,” Bo cut in. Cooter and Luke laughed even harder than before.

“That’s a good one Bo,” Luke replied.

“Well I did. I don’t care if y’all don’t believe in me. He was there, big as life.”

“Sunglasses and cowboy hat were on like normal?”

“Uh huh. He had the moustache and all.”

“Now why would someone like that race you?” Bo rolled his eyes. Unlike most people, he hated to explain himself.

“He had a flat, I helped him. I asked him if he wanted to race.”

“Okay, aside from all jokes, that don’t explain why you were in the tree,” Cooter cut in.

“Someone shot out…”

* * *

“Wait a minute!” Bo exclaimed. He pulled out his NASCAR necklace. He spun it around; flashing it at everyone “This was engraved by Richard Petty to Grandpa.” Luke growled and shook his head.

“Quit interrupting the story!” Luke exclaimed.

“Be quiet Lukas.”

“Don’t call me that Beauregard.” Bo’s eyes widened. Now if you know anything about this young man you know that Bo Duke hates his full name. He wishes he could have just been named Bo but his father didn’t agree.

“How dare you call me that name, Lukas!”

“Well you started it!”

“Stop it boys! Y’all are acting like you were two,” Daisy announced. Bo and Luke stared at each other and began to laugh.

“Yeah you’re right Daisy, we are acting like we are two ain’t we?” Luke questioned.

“You sure are.” Bo smiled and shrugged. “Well shake up and make up.”

“Sure thing, Daisy, I wouldn’t wanna mess up anything.” Luke looked back over at his cousin. “I am sorry for calling you that name.”

“And…?” Bo questioned.

“And, I am sorry for telling you that you were wrecking the story.”

“Apology accepted.” Jesse cleared his throat as the room went quiet. “I’m sorry for calling you ugly.”

“You didn’t say that.”

“Oh—okay.” Luke shook his head and Daisy started laughing.

“Apology accepted for thinking it.”

“Uncle Jesse, was the NASCAR necklace from…?”

“Yes Bo, this was given to your Grandfather by Richard Petty,” Jesse replied.

“Well tell me then how did he get it?”

“Bo, you have to listen to find that one out.”

“I want to know!” Jesse shook his head. “Open up the bible beside you Bo.”

“But…”

“Don’t question me, just do it.” Bo grabbed the bible. He growled away. Then again, I would too. “Now open up the Old Testament.”

“Okay.” Bo flipped open to the Old Testament. “I am there. Now what?”

“Open up to Lamentations chapter three verse five.” Bo mumbled under his breath for a second but did as his Uncle told him to do. “Now what does it say?”

“The lord is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him.” Jesse tilted his head looking at his nephew for a second. “Yeah, I get it. Patience is a virtue.”

“That’s right boy.”

“You’re testing my virtue, Uncle Jesse.”

“Well good, a test is a way to see how you are doing. Let’s see how patient you can be.” Daisy and Luke giggled softly. “As for you two, don’t laugh at your cousin or you can white wash the fence. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes sir,” Daisy and Luke said at the same time.

“Now where was I?” Jesse thought for a minute. “Oh yeah, I remember now.” Jesse began to fumble through the pages until he found the right one. “This is it, now to find where I am…ah.” Jesse cleared his throat.

All the Dukes got comfortable where they were sitting. Now don’t you think they should have popcorn? It ain’t a good story without popcorn.

* * *

<Jesse’s story>

“Okay, aside from all jokes, that don’t explain why you were in the tree,” Cooter cut in.

“Someone shot out his tires.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Nope.”

“So this whole thing wasn’t a joke?” Luke asked.

“Of course it wasn’t.”

“Why would they wanna shoot out his tire?”

“Well Luke, turns out the first flat tire were no accident.”

“Well, how do you know that?”

“Simple, the bad guys told me.”

“What did they tell you?”

“When I helped him fix the tire, they were hoping that I would go away. However, I stayed. So, they shot out his tire again and then mine.”

“That still doesn’t explain the tree,” Cooter added.

“Nope, it don’t,” Luke answered.

“Well, I saw what they looked like. They didn’t want me coming after him. I know where they’re going though,” Bo answered. He pushed back his blonde hair.

“How is it that you know where they are going?”

* * *

The sirens began wailing in the background. They were pretty distant but still, Luke and Bo could hear them. Then again folks, if you were chased by the law that many times, you would hear them too.

“Oh great, what did we do now?” Bo questioned.

“I ain’t sure but we better high tail it out of here,” Luke replied. Bo got up.

“It ain’t even noon yet!”

“Oh like Boss would wait until lunch is over to catch us. Probably planning something.”

“Well let’s get going.”

“Alright.” Bo ran out to the General Lee and started up the engine. Luke grabbed the book from Uncle Jesse and got in behind them. Now.

“What took you so long?” Bo yelled.

“Oh relax, we’re getting out of here so I wouldn’t worry about it,” Luke replied. Bo put it into drive and hit it.

“Luke how dare you tell me to relax! You are takin’ too long and Roscoe’s on our tail. A few more minutes and…”

“Oh come on Bo, just cool it already. You know, that’s the one thing that bugs me about you, cousin. You keep on dwellin’ on things that are finished. It is over, lighten up.”

“How can I lighten up when I don’t know what I did? Besides, this is anywhere from finished. Especially with us not knowing the charge.”

“We probably loitered or something unintelligent like that.”

“Stupid? To Roscoe, nothing is stupid. He would arrest us for saying his charge is stupid.” Luke began laughing. He shook his head. “Well its true ain’t it?”

“Yup and that’s what makes it so funny.” Bo shook his head as he drove faster. Roscoe was still pretty far behind them—Enos wasn’t too far behind Roscoe though.

Now friends, hold on alright? I know it is a bit of a wait but heck it is worth it. The Dukes do wanna hear the rest of the story and so do I.

2

I told you it wouldn’t be long didn’t I? Don’t blame me, Roscoe just has bad timing. Then again, I don’t think he has timing at all. Anyway, enough about my opinions, let’s get back to the Dukes.

Bo was madder than a dog with ticks. He was so upset that he could spit. Roscoe basically ruined it for him. There the Dukes were having a nice morning when Roscoe had to go and ruin it.

Now friends and neighbors I would be upset too. After all, Jesse Duke tells one amazing story. He always seems to bring them to life.

“I just can’t believe it Luke, I really can’t believe it,” Bo said as he stopped the General. “Here we are at the Indian caves and the story is back at the farm.”

“Is that all you’re thinking about? Roscoe is out looking for us for whatever the heck we did and you are worried about a story?” Luke questioned.

“Well Luke, I guess I shouldn’t be worrying about it.”

“I suppose not.” Luke began to laugh.

“What is so funny? Do I have something on my nose?” Luke grabbed the book and showed it to Bo. Bo had a grin that went ear to ear. “Well dang it Luke, where’d you get that from?”

“Why do you think I was right behind you?” Bo smiled and shook his head. Luke is pretty smart now ain’t he?

“You sly dog you.”

“I am pretty good ain’t I?”

“How did you get Uncle Jesse to part with it?”

“Didn’t you notice there were two books in the box?” Bo shook his head no. “Well there were. Daisy and Jesse are goanna read it while on the way to town.”

“You’re better than good.”

“Why do you think I graduated with honors?”

“Well I know now. You are the smartest cat I know.”

“Now, do you want me to read the legend of our family or are you goanna keep on squawking?”

“Read it Luke, come on, please?”

“Alright Bo, now keep your mouth closed for a while okay? I mean is that clear?”

“Crystal clear, Luke.” Luke shook his head. Bo smiled as he hid the General in some bushes. After covering him very good, Luke opened up the book and flipped the pages. He pointed to the page they were on.

* * *

“That still doesn’t explain the tree,” Cooter added.

“Nope, it don’t,” Luke answered.

“Well, I saw what they looked like. They didn’t want me coming after him. I know where they’re going though,” Bo answered. He pushed back his blonde hair.

“How is it that you know where they are going?” Bo smiled and shrugged.

“Think of it as Duke luck—well that or those are the worse baddies in the world. They’re in capital city.” Luke slapped his head with a flat palm. He shook his head.

“Bo, you seem to be forgetting that we’re on probation.”

“I know we are but…”

“If Boss Hogg sees us out of Hazzard County, we’s in big trouble.” Bo’s eyes shifted from side to side. He smiled the smile of a chessy cat.

“Then we better not let him see us.” Luke shook his head as he sat down beside his cousin.

“I ain’t risking my probation because of you. The police will find him.”

“Well we can’t leave him there Luke!”

“Yeah, we’re supposed to have Boss Hogg wave our probation.” Bo smiled, this time it was bigger than before. Luke scratched his head. “What are you thinking?”

“It’s Richard Petty. We can convince Boss Hogg to turn a blind eye our probation if let’s say Richard will race the General Lee?”

“Who would wanna see a race between two people?”

“Uncle Jesse could race in the other car.”

“Now first of all, we don’t have two cars.”

“Hello? Cooter has been working on one in his spare time. I know it would be an honor for him.”

“Umm, first of all, y’all don’t need to talk about me as if I wasn’t here. Next, yes, it would be an honor if Uncle Jesse drove my car,” Cooter announced.

“See now, it all works out, Luke. I am sure that Richard would rather not die…he would rather do what he does best.” Luke nodded.

“Fine, we’ll try your crazy idea. But if we still get arrested…” Luke began.

“We won’t get arrested, I promise.”

“That’s not a valid promise but I guess if we’s goanna save the king we’re goanna do it right.”

Now it was time for Bo to test out this innovative strategy. Luke was thinking long and hard about his cousin’s plan. He still was sure this wasn’t going to work. Boss Hogg is a dangerous person to mess with. Bo was going to really test him.

After changing their tire and saying goodbye to Cooter, they drove into town to meet up with the Sheriff and the famous Boss Hogg. Roscoe couldn’t believe the boys had just walked into the room willingly. Boss Hogg had the same look on his face.

“So, you have come in to arrest yourselves? Khee! Ooo, that’s a good one huh little fat buddy?” Roscoe began. He pinched Boss Hogg’s cheeks. Bo and Luke began laughing as Boss Hogg slapped Roscoe.

“How dare you touch my genius face,” Boss Hogg growled. Roscoe put his hands down by his side. His eyes shifted. “Well what are you two doing here?”

“A full-sized calamity has taken place. You see Boss Hogg, Richard Petty has been taken prisoner,” Bo announced. Boss Hogg’s eyes widened. You see, Boss too was a fan of this man.

“Richard Petty? Well don’t just stand there Duke Boys, go and save him.”

“Now Boss, we would but he’s in Capital City,” Luke cut in.

“I don’t care if he is in the North Pole, you will go and grab him. You will…”

“We will what? If we step one foot out of Hazzard County you will revoke our probation.”

“No I won’t.”

“Boss, we wanna make a deal, go ahead Bo.”

“You sign a contract with us in triplicate,” Bo commented.

“In front of witnesses.”

“In front of witnesses you won’t sit there and control. And in return…”

“In return, we will bring him back here to sign autographs and race here in Hazzard County.”

“With Uncle Jesse and us.”

“I will on one condition,” Boss Hogg announced.

“Okay, what’s that?”

“I get to race too.” Bo and Luke smiled at each other. Boss Hogg cleared his throat, bringing the attention back on him. “I mean I have always wanted to race with the King of the circuit. You boys will make it happen or I will put you in the pokey.”

“We understand Boss,” Luke said.

“We’ll get him here,” Bo replied.

“Good, now if you draw up the papers, y’all can go and get him. Don’t forget now, I get to race too,” Boss Hogg hissed.

“Yes sir.”

* * *

“This is Shepard to Lost Sheep, Shepard to Lost Sheep are you in, come back?” Jesse questioned over the CB. Luke closed the book. “This is Shepard to Lost Sheep Shepard to Lost Sheep, I know you’re on this frequency, answer.” Bo ran outside. He pushed off a couple of the branches. Bo reached into the General. Bo grabbed the receiver of the CB.

“This is Lost Sheep two Shepard, what do you have for us, come back?” Bo questioned. Luke walked out and stood beside him.

“Well boys, according to Dodger and Cooter, someone stole Daisy’s jeep from their garage.”

“Shepard what does that have to do with us? I know that Daisy is goanna be upset with that but what does it have to do with us Dukes being chased?”

“While Dodger was reporting it to the police, Cooter saw it in front of the Bank. He was about to cross the street when two men in a mask grabbed the money.”

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“I wish I was Lost Sheep two. But unless we find the money, y’all are going to the pokey.”

“Well if we have two witnesses saying that Dolly was stolen…”

“You know Boss Hogg.”

“Yeah, I do.”

“You boys stay low until we can track these fellas. No use y’all getting caught.”

“Thanks, 10-4 Shepard.” Luke shook his head and sighed. Bo shrugged as he put the CB receiver down. Bo covered up the part of the General that was showing. “Yeah I know what you’re thinking cousin. How do we always get into these messes?”

“You said it cousin.”

“We might as well get back to the story. You know, since we’re goanna be here for a while.”

“I don’t feel much like reading right now.”

“Fine, I will read and you listen.”

“How can you read at time like this?”

“The real question is, how can you not? I loose my worries in a good book. Besides, this little adventure is pretty good.”

“You kill me sometimes Bo.” Bo walked back into the cave. “Are you walking away from me?” Bo kept on walking. Luke finally followed him.

“Relax for a while.”

“Alright, this is a switch.”

“Yup.” They laid back. Bo opened up the book. He pushed the pages down.

* * *

<Jesse’s Story>

Bo and Luke now had to face the hardest part of their adventure, telling their Uncle Jesse. They drove down to the Duke Farm slowly. Bo normally did the driving but this time it was all Luke.

They knew what this was going to mean. Bo and Luke knew their uncle would not like this one but they had to. It was helping people—someone who was in trouble.

As they approached their Uncle Jesse, he seemed pretty content in the fields. He wore his usual worn overalls on. Jesse’s tan shirt was tucked in. It had two buttons undone. This revealed his long underwear which was a worn red.

“Well look who decided to come back home. Where were you Bo? You had me worried,” Jesse commented.

“Sorry sir, I’m in good health. Just got a little rope burn,” Bo replied, nervously. Jesse grabbed one of his wrists and pulled his arm towards him.

“You have a couple of cuts on your wrists from them. You should go in the house and clean up.” Bo stood there, just staring at his Uncle. “What is going on? You didn’t do something stupid did you?”

“Well…umm, define stupid.”

“Bo, what did you do?”

“Look we have to go to Capital City and…”

“That’s against your probation.”

“We settled that,” Luke mumbled.

“You don’t settle probation.”

“Uncle Jesse…”

“Don’t you Uncle Jesse me boy! Luke, y’all can’t talk about probation like it was a candy wrapper or a house. You can’t sell your probation or throw it in the garbage. It sticks with you until it is over and even then…”

“Boss Hogg agreed to look the other way while we went to Capital City,” Bo cut in.

“WHAT? Say that again, I must have had something wedged in my ear.”

“Boss says he will look away while we go to Capital city.”

“Why would he do that?”

“Simple Uncle Jesse, he wants to race with Richard Petty.” Jesse scratched his head. He crocked an eyebrow.

“I don’t get it, I really don’t.” The boys explained the situation to Jesse Duke, including the contract. “Alright well let’s go down there and get it dealt with.”

“Uncle Jesse, you’re the best,” Luke announced.

“I must be out of my mind to help y’all with a scheme like that.”

“You are the best.”

“I am goanna live to regret it.” He put his equipment down and walked towards Bo. “You need to get something on your wounds before we start this.”

After fixing up Bo’s wrists, the Dukes made it into town. They wrote up the contract in triplicate just as said. Jesse, Daisy, Enos and Cooter would be witnesses to this contract.

* * *

“I don’t get it, if our Great, Great Uncle didn’t believe in it, why did he do it?” Luke questioned. Bo smiled and shook his head. He couldn’t believe his cousin didn’t understand. “I mean it is not using your head.”

“Why does our Uncle Jesse help us out?” Bo asked.

“Because he loves and cares about us.” Luke shook his head unconscientiously. “No, I could never trust a Hogg. Great, Great Uncle Jesse knew that as well. A Hogg…”

“With the exception of Daisy senior and her family.”

“Yes, with the exception of them. Most of the Hogg family cannot be trusted.”

“They had no choice, Luke.”

“Sure they did.”

“Yeah, some choice. Leave their hero in the hands of criminals or make a contract with Boss Hogg.”

“Well Richard Petty has his family to help him. They would have gotten him out of it.”

“Yeah sure, you know better than that. Most baddies kill the people they kidnap.”

“Not everyone.”

“Believe me when I say this Luke, I would have gone with the Boss Hogg action.”

“Having Boss Hogg as a probation officer is hard enough—now imagine us two trusting the guy.”

“Yeah I know that.”

“How could Grandpa even think about doing something like that?”

“Oh Luke, when you’re our age, ya take more risks.” Luke smiled. “Well don’t we take a lot of risks?”

“Yeah, I guess we do.”

“Well, ain’t we a lot alike then?” Luke nodded, as Bo became more comfortable. “You know, it is funny, a teacher just told me that history repeats itself. I didn’t really believe her until I read this story.”

“I guess Dukes are all alike, Bo. That is one thing we can always count on.” Bo yawned.

“Whelp, I don’t know about you but I am getting tired.”

“How can you be tired? It is the middle of the…” Luke yawned. “Okay, point taken. We’ll nap for a while. Is Uncle Jesse goanna be bringing us sleeping bags and that?”

“Nah, Cooter and Dodger are goanna stop by later.”

“That’s nice of them.”

“Well you know Cooter and Dodger, they always want to help out…” Another long winded yawn rolled out of Bo’s mouth. “Cooter and Dodger always want to help out their friends.”

“Are you that tired?”

“Yup, I am.”

“What did you do last night that made you so blessed tired?” Bo shrugged.

“Maybe hanging around you is exhausting.”

“You’re probably right. I have been around me all day and I feel tired too.” Bo began laughing he shook his head.

“You’re pretty funny.”

“Nah, you just caught me on one of my good…” Luke yawned. “One of my good days.”

“Now look who is yawning away?”

“I’ll admit it. I am tired too.” Whelp y’all; I guess we should let the Duke’s sleep. They already are closing their eyes. I told you y’all would like this story didn’t I? We’ll be back in a minute.

3

As Bo and Luke were reading the book, sure enough, Cooter and Dodger came. Now you know you have good friends when they help you in jams. Dodger had the sleeping bags tucked in both his hands. Cooter had a basket and a cooler full of food.

They walked into the cave. Bo looked up from the book. “Y’all need some food?” Cooter asked. Luke stood up and grabbed the supplies from his friend.

“Thank you so much,” Luke mumbled.

“Wasn’t a problem.”

“No really, we appreciate it.”

“I know y’all do. I wouldn’t do things for you boys if I knew you weren’t grateful.”

“I know you know that I know that I feel grateful.” Bo began laughing as he shook his head. Cooter looked too confused for words.

“Luke now that was plain weird. I don’t think you said that right.”

“Personally, I don’t think I did either.” Dodger began laughing with Bo. “Oh come on, I just woke up an hour ago, cut me some slack y’all.”

“How about some bags to keep you warm tonight?” Dodger asked. Bo stood up and grabbed the sleeping bags. He put them on the ground where he was sleeping before. “I know, you’re welcome—you don’t need to say it.”

“What are y’all doing to keep entertained? I am bored and I just got here.”

“Cooter!”

“Well I am.”

“You don’t have to say it.”

“When I have something to say, I say it.”

“You’re crazy! You are really crazy.”

“I thought we established that one already. I maybe crazy but I…”

“Ain’t dumb I get it.”

“Crazy Cooter comin’ at ya.” Dodger rolled his eyes. He shook his head. Dodger crossed his arms as he glared at his older brother. “What is wrong with you now? Did I do something to offend you?”

“Cooter, you’s taking me around in circles again.”

“Get used to it bro. I take everyone in circles, what makes you any different.”

“I’ll get used to you taking me in circles when you stop being rude.”

“I wasn’t being bad-mannered, Dodger. I was just speaking my mind.”

“Most of everything that comes out of that mind is mean.”

“It ain’t mean, just my opinion.”

“You call that an opinion? I call that…”

“That’s okay Dodger, Cooter’s allowed to express his opinion. Yes, we do have some nice entertainment. Go off and hide your truck and we’ll show ya,” Bo replied.

“Alright…I guess I will.” Dodger went off and picked up the truck. He took it to some bushes and ran back. They all sat down in the mouth of the cave. “Okay so what is this story?”

“Uncle Jesse wrote a manuscript about Hazzard, when his Dad was a boy.”

“Now that is something worth knowin’ about,” Cooter said.

“Well, who wants to read?”

“I will,” Dodger announced.

“We’re going from where we were.”

“Give me a summery then.”

“Bo and Luke senior are in Capital City. They are trying to save Richard Petty.”

“Really! Richard Petty? The famous race car driver?”

“Yes.”

“Wait a minute. Weren’t they on probation like y’all?” Cooter asked.

“He’s getting to that, dough head,” Dodger growled.

“Boss Hogg waved their probation on one condition. They will bring back Richard and he will race in Hazzard,” Luke cut in.

“Yeah and they have just met up with their friends from Capital City, Victor and Sam who are goanna let them stay at their place,” Bo added.

“As Luke, Victor and Sam went to check out the situation, they were captured.”

“The only reason why Bo didn’t get caught was because he went around the back side.”

“As he saw his cousin and everyone else getting dragged in…”

“Bo shook his head but got out of there fast…real fast.”

“Now it is up to Bo get everyone out of this situation.”

“Woe, hurry up Dodger, I have to see what’s going on,” Cooter said.

“Alright Cooter, just be patient okay?” Dodger asked.

“That’s like asking a jack rabbit not to jump,” Luke laughed. Bo smiled, he tried not to giggle but it kept popping out.

“You’re right, Luke—boy are you right.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Cooter asked.

“What do you think it is supposed to mean, Cooter? Ain’t it obvious? You haven’t sat still for a day in your life.”

“Oh come on guys, let’s get to the story alright?” Bo questioned.

“Yeah, we wanna hear it too. Besides, I don’t think Bo wants to point out his bible lesson today do ya Bo?” Luke added.

“Oh heck no. All you need to know y’all is patience is a virtue and don’t egg on Cooter.”

“Sorry Cooter,” Dodger mumbled.

“Sorry Dodger,” Cooter replied.

“You have been a little annoying lately.”

“So have you.”

“I guess we need to start doing things for each other…”

“Yeah—or work better together. We’s just…”

“So different?”

“Differences are good though,” Bo mumbled.

“Yeah, Bo’s right. You know, we have brothers too. We would walk through fire for them,” Luke replied.

“At the same time, we don’t always get along with them.”

“So, can we put out differences aside for a little while?”

“Just for a bit?” Cooter and Dodger looked at each other for a minute and smiled. Both nodded. Bo pointed out the spot they were in. Dodger cleared his throat.

* * *

<Jesse’s story>

Luke stared at Richard for a moment. “I can’t believe it is really you! I have always wanted to meet you and now, I finally get the chance,” Luke exclaimed. Richard smiled as he shook his head.

“You know, it is nice to meet you too. It was nice of you to come and try to save me,” Richard replied. Luke sighed. “Oh don’t get heavy hearted boy. You did your best.”

“We still have one man out there,” Victor announced. Luke shook his head.

“What is Bo goanna be able to do?” Luke questioned.

“Come on Luke, there’s only two of them. Bo has handled more than that.”

“There may be two of them but he’s out manned by two whole guns.”

“I say again, he’s been through more than that. Give him some credit, Luke. Bo is a good egg. He has a good head on his shoulders.” Richard nodded softly.

“Besides that, Bo is a Duke. You know how amazing you Duke are and always will be,” Sam told them. Luke shrugged. He didn’t know what to say. Usually he was the leader. Usually, he made the plans go smoothly. This time, Luke was on the side lines.

There was no way to get out. Usually the bad guys would mess up, putting the people together. This time, they were all in separate corners of the old warehouse. Luke was loosing patience and hope.

He was sure that they would perish right along side of Richard. These guys weren’t as dumb as Luke had anticipated. They had a good plan underneath them. “This is all my fault,” Luke mumbled.

“You know Luke, when I run a race, sometimes I think of the road as the path of life. It drags you from place to place. The car is you. You don’t necessarily control the car at all times. Everything has to be in order or else it is goodbye,” Richard began.

“What’s the point?”

“Well, you know, it takes a lot of people to make a plan work. Your plan didn’t quite make the hotshot list but who cares? There is always another race.” Luke smiled.

“Yeah, I get it I guess but it don’t make me feel any better.” Richard shrugged.

“Luke, think of it as an oil slid. Now, if you let the car go through it what is your car goanna do?”

“Well its goanna spin out of control.”

“What happens when you steer away from it?” Luke smiled and sighed. “Well?”

“You get out of a sticky situation.”

“Well Luke, let Bo steer us out of this sticky situation.”

“But…”

“Don’t worry so much.”

“He’s my cousin how can I not worry?”

“As your friend said, he’s a smart cookie.”

“Yeah he is.”

As Richard was giving Luke a pep talk, Bo was making plans of his own. If you saw Bo Duke, you wouldn’t have recognized him. Usually Bo was characterized by his blue t-shirt and long tan shirt. He would wear blue jeans and cowboy boots.

Bo looked unbelievably different from what he generally looked like. He was wearing a cap that made him look bald. He was covered in makeup that made him look extremely old. Bo had a cane in his left hand. He knocked on the warehouse door.

One of the gunmen opened the door. They didn’t even recognize the boy who they had tied to the tree. Bo said he needed to use a bathroom. As he got in there, Bo kicked the guns out of their hands. He took on one of them at first. The other seemed to be impatient. He didn’t want to wait for nothing.

So now Bo was fighting two. He punched one in the face and the other one came at him. Bo was tough though. Even though he was hit quite a few times, he managed pretty well. The first gunmen grabbed a chair and was about to hit Bo over the head with it.

Bo growled. His eyes became almost invisible. Only a splinter could be seen of them. He grabbed the chair and hit the other guy. Now it was a fair fight, one on one. They seemed to be hitting each other hard. Bo smiled, there was nothing like a good fight to him.

As the young man finally got the gunman on the ground, Bo laughed. He grabbed rope which was on the ground. Bo tied the two together. He walked into the large room where everyone was stashed.

“Did you miss me?” Bo asked. He began untying everyone.

* * *

Suddenly, Dodger stopped reading as he heard the familiar engine roll up. “That’s Dolly,” Dodger mumbled.

“Looks like the crooks were thinking the same thing we were,” Luke mumbled back. Dodger put the book down.

“We can hide here until the heat dies down,” One of the voices went off. Bo and Luke stood at both sides of the doorway. As the crooks came in, Bo and Luke bashed their heads together. They fell to the ground.

“Guess what boys? The heat just became hotter,” Bo commented. Well, ain’t that lucky for Bo and Luke? They got the baddies that were keeping them there. Looks like they won’t need those supplies after all.

4

Bo and Luke walked into the courthouse, returning the money which had been stolen. Well that and the baddies that stole it in the first place. You can imagine how happy Boss Hogg was. Then again, I would be happy too

Now Cooter and Dodger wanted to hear about the Duke’s little adventures. Jesse after all was a good writer and this was about Hazzard. Anything that was about your own place was something you wanted to hear about.

They all made their way back to the Duke Farm. Cooter and Dodger were driving Dolly. Bo and Luke drove the General Lee of course…the most famous of cars. Daisy was jumping up and down when she heard the two horns go off in unison.

“My Dolly!” She exclaimed. The Jeep came to a thundering halt. Daisy rubbed the dirt off her car. “Where did you find her?”

“The funniest thing happened, the crooks fell right into our lap,” Cooter announced.

“Apparently, they had the same plans as Bo and Luke…hide out until the heat died down,” Dodger added. The boys got out of the General Lee.

“YAHOO, okay, story time,” Cooter announced.

“Huh?” Jesse questioned.

“They want to hear the rest of your story. Can you read the rest?” Bo asked.

“Sure, boy.” Jesse signaled everyone to sit on the porch. They all crowded around. “Where are y’all?”

“We’re at the part where the race was about to begin,” Luke answered. Jesse nodded. He seemed to open the book to the exact spot with ease.

* * *

<Jesse’s story>

People were all crowded at Hazzard track. They couldn’t believe that Richard Petty was actually there. Bo and Luke convinced him pretty well. He was proud to race with those boys after all that had happened.

This thing was supposed to be a small deal but knowing Boss Hogg, he brought out the works. He made sure there was food. Boss was careful that he could earn a profit. JD Hogg has never done anything unless it benefits him in some way, shape or form.

This event was no exception. Boss Hogg couldn’t just live in the moment. Oh no he had to turnover a profit in the making to make the even more—well interesting. Boss Hogg would never change in that aspect…not now, not ever.

The cars were lined up. Bo and Luke pulled their seat belts on. Cooter rode with Jesse which was quite the sight. They too were doing up their belts. Richard Petty was all ready to race and so was Boss Hogg. He could feel the wind and they hadn’t started racing yet.

The lights began changing colors and the cars became antsy. As the green light went off, they began to race. Jesse lead off the race followed closely by Richard, Bo/Luke and Boss Hogg. Boss tried to pull ahead of the boys but it wasn’t all that successful.

As Richard pulled ahead of Jesse, the Bo/Luke car was making its way ahead of Jesse Duke. However, you know that man has some moves in him. He wouldn’t let Bo and Luke beat him without a fight. They seemed to be fighting for second. Boss Hogg hit Jesse by accident. They ended up off the road.

Now the competition was between Boss Hogg, Bo/Luke combo and Richard Petty. Bo and Luke appeared to keep up with Richard pretty good. They kept sliding back and forth. The race was pretty close. Bo was after all an incredible driver.

They were on the second lap already. Jesse had already gotten out of the car. Jesse, Cooter and Daisy were watching from the sidelines. Boss Hogg was still taking up the rear. It didn’t matter now. The Duke Boys knew more tricks than Boss did. After all, Boss Hogg was a little rusty. Becoming rich and having someone else drive for you will do that.

As the third and final lap came about, Boss Hogg was becoming desperate to get into some sort of spot. However, the race was over as the flag was waved. Richard won with Bo/Luke in a close second.

As they got out of their cars, Richard won a race that would never truly be recorded in his career. He walked over to Bo Duke’s car. “Hey before I start giving out all of my autographs and such, I want you to have this,” Richard said. He held out a necklace with a silver chain. On it was a rectangle shape that read, “NASCAR”.

“I can’t take this,” Bo commented.

“You know, while we were in there the stories of you guys made me feel stronger. I feel like I know you Dukes.” Bo turned it over.

Engraved was:

Dear Bo,

Dare to dream.

Richard Petty

“You didn’t have to do it,” Bo commented.

“I know but you know what? You did more than save my life. You gave me a chance to keep on living,” Richard replied. He walked away.

* * *

Jesse closed the book with care. He looked up at the crowd of people looking at him. “Well boys and girl, what do you think?” Jesse asked.

“I think it was amazing,” Daisy said.

“I think it was beyond amazing. They actually made it through the adventure and drove with a legend,” Cooter added.

“Yeah if I got to ride with him…” Dodger began.

“You would get a head full.”

“Would not.”

“How about you Bo?” Jesse asked.

“I think that we’re a lot alike. I mean, Grandpa always wants to fight for the good of the people,” Bo replied.

“Luke?”

“Well I agree with Bo. You know, Uncle Luke, as we like to call him, was a smart and crafty man. I think his plan would have worked too if it wasn’t for those two. That’s a lot how it goes with us,” Luke answered.

What a story huh? I bet you can’t wait until you get back. You know, look at the famous Jesse Duke. Well, that’s another story, for Hazzard County.

THE END

Manny Dixon and Associates

by: Essy Jane

Back so soon? Man, you guys must really like me. You think I am the best balladeer ever. Woo, they should have a balladeer award and I would get it. I would give a magnificent recognition speech. You know, thanking all the small people who got me here.

Yeah I get it, you came to see Bo and Luke right? Yeah sure, no one comes to see me. Bo and Luke are the ones with all the looks and stuff. I am just a lonely country singer with no ideas on what to come. Just kidding folks, I am solid and I know y’all care.

Quit looking at me like that, look out into the distance. Well there they are…no, not in the motor home. Hang on, who is in that motor home? Who would park a vehicle of that mass in the shrouded bushes? Maybe I am just loosing my mind.

Nope, rule number one of detective work, always go with your gut. Usually right under your nose is the answer. This to me ladies and gentlemen is suspicious. Bo and Luke can wait for a minute or two and I, your balladeer am goanna play a game of prying into other’s business.

No, I ain’t going off the wall. I am just extremely interested about what goes on around Hazzard. When there is a big camper parked in the middle of the County you better bet your last dollar someone is goanna check it out.

Bo and Luke didn’t notice. They were too busy looking at the car in front of them. You know, the one filled with the girls. Yeah I know what you’re thinking, you want to see what they’re up to. I figure though that I will have it my way today.

There’s a gentlemen walking around the camper on his cell phone. Kind of familiar looking if you ask me, his dirty blonde hair seems to remind me of a picture I once saw in the Duke house.

Bo and Luke senior were in the picture. I don’t know why I remember this. I really don’t. Now what was that guy they were with…MASON DIXON? Ah, I got it.

Okay, Mase was close to the same age as Bo and Luke senior. This couldn’t be Mason Dixon—the Mason Dixon. Dang, I sure wish that Bo and Luke hadn’t JUST driven by in the General Lee. Wait, he’s making another call.

“Hello? Yeah this is Manny Dixon,” The man on the cell phone said. So he is a Dixon boy. “You said he ran down to Georgia…where am I? I am Hazzard County…Hazzard County. Yeah…no it isn’t a hick town…no, some of the most dangerous come and hide out here. Look, I’ll catch him and get the reward…no problems there.”

Manny hung up the phone. He sighed. Now I wonder what went on the other line of conversation. Dang, I hope I get better at snoop work. Them Dukes sure could show me a thing or two.

Anyhow, Manny Dixon climbed up the ladder on the mobile home. He looked at two girls sitting up there. They were both wearing bathing suits. Now my eyes are staring. I have to turn away. Too much girl watching can be bad for your health.

Dang this seems familiar. “Hello my cupcakes nice to see you like that for once,” Manny commented. One pulled her sunglasses up, staring into the young man’s eyes.

“Hello Manny,” she said.

“Hi Lindsey—Belle.”

“What do you want?” Lindsey asked as she flipped her sunglasses back up. She pushed her blonde hair over towards one shoulder. “We’re busy doing inventory.”

“Do you think it is painless to give the impression of being so good looking?” Belle questioned.

“It is a question of whether we work my beauties. Today, we do. Parker and Ross are here in Hazzard and are going to strike any time,” Manny mumbled.

“I see.”

“What we have to do is be prepared. Get law jurisdiction and what have you.”

“Okay, we’ll get dressed. Come on Lindsey.”

“That’s my girls.”

“Always making us work,” Lindsey grumbled. She blew a kiss at Manny. “Can’t you give us one more day off?”

“No my beautiful girl—not until we get the goods.”

“Ah the best baddies in all of the banking business.”

“No, the best robbers.”

“Oh you know what I meant, sugar.”

“Maybe I did and maybe I didn’t.” Belle winked at Manny.

“Oh I know ya knew what she meant Manny Dixon,” Belle replied.

“Listen to us squawk while we could be getting a shower. Let’s go Belle,” Lindsey cut in.

“You’re right Lindsey.”

“I know I am.”

“Off to the showers with the both of us.”

“Have to keep our Manny happy.”

“After all, he is the one that pays us.” They pushed Manny out of the way, walking towards the ladder. “See you later Manny.” The girls walked down. Manny’s eyebrows went up.

“I am starting to like this job. Next memo, they should wear their bikinis on the job,” Manny said as he too walked down the ladder. He walked into the camper slowly. Manny finally closed the door. Now that man is a dreamer…ain’t he?

Manny Dixon is more likely to convince them girls to go in bathrobes and slippers. They are pretty but girls love to be comfortable. No really, take it from an old pro.

2

Alright folks, don’t you be fretting none. They have it under control…I think. Back at the Duke farm, Daisy was giving her jeep a bath. She wanted it to look good for her date tonight.

When Daisy Duke went on dates, she drove. Why? Well if the man misbehaved she could kick him out. Real smooth thinking. Man if I were a whole lot younger…well, never mind that. As she was working on the car, the phone rang. Daisy turned off the hose and ran in the house.

“Hello?” Daisy questioned.

“Hey Daisy,” A familiar voice said. Daisy seemed confused. There was a lot of noise around the voice.

“Grandpa?”

“Yeah.”

“Where are you?”

“I am with your Grandma.”

“I didn’t say who are you with…I said where are you?”

“Look up.” Daisy did as her Grandpa said, looking into the skies. Sure enough, there he was flying the helicopter. “You see me?”

“Yeah Grandpa, of course I see you.”

“We’re goanna land and come in.”

“Roger Wilcox, Grandpa.” Daisy hung up the phone. She watched as her Grandfather landed the plane. As he came out, Daisy bent down—walking under the propellers. She gave her Grandpa and Grandma a hug.

“Good to see you!” Grandma Duke said.

“Grandma, y’all said you were coming in a few months.”

“Your Grandpa and I wanted to surprise you.”

“Well it worked.” The noise finally stopped. “Where’s your Uncle?”

“Working out in the field.”

“I should help him,” Grandpa commented.

“No way, I am Bo—you don’t get all the fun,” Nancy cut in. She ran over to the fields where Jesse was working away.

“I thought I heard a major entrance, hey mom,” Jesse said, not looking up.

“How did you know it was me?”

“Simple, you pick up your feet more than Dad does.” Nancy Laughed. “How are you two doing?”

“Well after coming down for Bo and Luke’s funeral last month…”

“Yeah, I was shaken up too. You know, Bo and Luke are a great team…just like I was with Jose.”

“And how I am with your father, I know.” Jesse finally turned around. He gave his Mom a hug. “Jesse, I love you so much you know that?” Jesse smiled.

“I know Mama. I am so happy you decided to come with Dad this time.”

“You know, I missed the old place.” Nancy laughed quietly to herself. “Actually, it almost looks brand new with how you have it.”

“Dad taught me well.”

“Where are those boys of yours?”

“What do boys normally do on a Saturday?”

“If Luke is picking, he’s racing.”

“True.”

“If Bo is, he’s racing women.” Jesse began laughing and shook his head. “Well that was how your Dad was and you say that they seem to have traits of both your second cousin and your father.”

“Oh Mom, you would be amazed.”

“After having fiver kids, nothing surprises me.” Jesse shook his head. “Is Daisy anything like Jo Anna?”

“Daisy is a lot more refined than Jo ever was. My sister was wrestling Jose while she was pregnant.”

“Maurice wasn’t too happy with that one. He would call me up and tell me, ‘Mom, you have got to slow my wife down.’ I couldn’t do that if I wanted to.” Jesse rubbed his hands on his pants.

“Well I am done.” He stretched for a second and looked back at his mother. She had her hair up in a ponytail. Nancy-Lou didn’t really change too much. “Let’s go and see what Dad and Daisy are doing.”

“Okay.”

I already knew what Bo Senior and Daisy were doing. He was looking under her hood. Come on, when Bo came for those funerals, he didn’t feel much like seeing Daisy’s new toy. Now that he was here on a social visit, of course he was marveling.

“Daisy, what you got here is a jewel. A real off road vehicle with the snorkel and all—dang, I am impressed. They really gave you quite the reward here,” Bo announced.

“I couldn’t believe that Mr. York just handed me this jeep,” Daisy replied.

“Well, good deeds aren’t always seen anymore. They deserve rewards.”

“Yeah as long as I don’t let it go to my head. Uncle Jesse says that when you let your power go right to the head, you are the looser.”

“Your Uncle is a smart man.”

“Yeah I know it. You know, he has always been good with us.”

“I believe it, Daisy, I really do.” Bo looked up at Jesse as he saw his face. “Jesse my young man, good to see you.”

“Are you kidding me Dad? Look at me, I am getting on in years.”

“Well so am I but you still act like a young man.” Bo’s eyes shifted.

“What?”

“Ah, move about two feet to the left.” Everyone did as he said. The General flew through the air landing exactly where they had all been standing.

“How did…”

“Jesse, come on, I live in Hazzard. Besides, you boys used to do that all the time.” Jesse laughed and shook his head.

“You always could hear an engine from a mile away.” Bo and Luke junior got out of the car.

“WOO! What a rush,” Bo exclaimed.

“Bo, you could have killed us!” Daisy grumbled.

“I didn’t did I?”

“You could have killed my Dolly.”

“Oh quit worrying about your Jeep. Good grief.”

“What if I squished the General?”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“See? You care just as much about General Lee as I do about Dolly.”

“General Lee is family.”

“So is Dolly.”

“You just got him.”

“Would you two can in? On order of Grandpa! Now, who wants to see what I brought you?” Bo senior asked.

“Sure,” Luke replied. They all walked into the farmhouse. The kids sat on the floor in front of the adults. Nancy-Lou handed out surprises. Bo and Luke got new shocks for the General Lee. Well that and a model car.

Daisy got a beautiful dress. The whole dress was a crimson red. It had gold plated sequence all over in amazing patterns. On the bottom of the dress it was stitched with gold thread in shapes of tear drops.

“When we went to India, I saw this dress and I thought of Daisy,” Bo senior commented. Jesse shook his head. “What’s wrong son?”

“Dad, can I see you in the other room?” Jesse questioned.

“Yeah, sure Jesse, anything you want.” Bo walked into Jesse’s bedroom.

“What are you doing?”

“I am giving my grandkids presents.” Jesse shook his head.

“Those are too extravagant for country folks. Shocks for General Lee?”

“Jesse come on, you know as well as I do that the shocks go out of the General sometimes.”

“I know how much those are. Those are the most expensive shocks. That model car that you gave Bo and Luke would have worked for them.”

“Jesse…what good is money if you can’t spoil your Grandkids?”

“Dad, I am trying to teach them about the world and how it works. You ruin that all in one stay.”

“Do you want me to take them back?” Jesse sighed as he shrugged. “Jesse, it is a simple question. Do you want me to take them back?”

“No, the kids are happy. I just wish you would warn me when you’re goanna do stuff like this.” Bo smiled.

“Well if I told you son, then they wouldn’t be a surprise would they.” Jesse shook his head and smiled. He sighed softly to himself.

“You know Dad, I could never stay mad at you.”

“Tell me about it. I have a nice personality, don’t I?”

“Nah, I just really respect you for all that you are. You have always been a great father.” Bo sighed and shook his head. “What is it?”

“I don’t think I was a great father. Look at my children…”

“Come on, Jo has a husband and is married.”

“She resisted it.”

“Cameron got married…”

“At sixteen years old, he married her way too young.”

“But he still got married.”

“Their marriage suffered you know.” Jesse seemed confused. He shrugged. “Jesse, it did.”

“Jessie never seemed to say anything about it.”

“She wouldn’t would she? Jessie was an amazing individual. That young woman would do anything for her family.”

“What do you mean she wouldn’t talk about it?” Bo shook his head and sighed.

“After a period, Cameron seemed to disappear.”

“I still don’t understand what you’re pointing to.”

“People with his seniority take vacations and such. He showed up sometimes at home. Instead of coming back from missions, he would just disappear.”

“Weird.”

“Alright, enough about Cameron.”

“Well, Cal got married.”

“Cal was a good kid.”

“He sure was…he took on a lot of rolls. His beautiful wife was one smart cookie.”

“Oh I was amazed how those two met.”

“I never did hear that story.”

“Rose and Cal were in high school together but didn’t really click. Until one day, Cal was volunteering.”

“Rose had to as well?” Bo nodded.

“He was sorting flowers to sell for a fundraiser. She thought that he was buying one. When she said rose, my son said, ‘There’s only one flower that I could ever want and she’s standing right there.’ That’s when he knew he had found his wife.”

“Well Laurel…I sort of knew all along but I refused to keep it in my mind. She was my love for life I guess.”

“You know, when I met Nancy, your mother, I thought what a brat. I didn’t want anything to do with her. However, my mind was changed.”

“By what?”

“How much she loved Hazzard County.”

“Yeah, Laurel seemed to love everything about life. She was an amazing person. We had a lot of adventures together before we had our kids. Laurel was one heck of a fighter.”

“She was, now let’s get back to the kids before they get upset.”

“Okay Daddy.”

“But before we go, I do have one thing I have to tell you, Jesse.”

“What’s that Dad? You have nothing you need to say to me. You have helped me already in so many ways.”

“There is something.”

“Like what?”

“I really love you Jesse Duke. No matter how old you get you will always be my son.”

“I love you too Dad.” They gave each other a big hug. Jesse smiled. “You will always be my father—and I ain’t old, I am just not getting any younger.” Bo laughed.

“Well I can admit it I am old. I am so old that my gray hairs have turned white and my white hairs are growing their own grey hairs.” Jesse laughed and shook his head. They walked out to be with the rest of their family. Yeah and we should leave the Duke family to this little event huh? Yeah, I think so.

3

Welcome to the next day. It is beautiful. The motor home is sitting there, still in the same spot. Manny is getting all ready to go see the sheriff. I mean if anyone was to know about the shady characters it SHOULD be him. Then again, that’s giving Roscoe too much credit.

When he saw Roscoe chasing the Duke Boys, you can well imagine what he thought. The Dukes ain’t criminals y’all, you know that as well as I do.

However, this Manny Dixon is new to Hazzard life. So you know what he was thinking. Why do people go and resist a major arrest? Well you have no idea how upset that made Manny.

He knows how tough it is chasing folks to get what he wants. That young man thought everyone should keep all aspects of the law. That includes stopping for the law man.

Well folks you can tell by my last statement one thing, Manny Dixon has never been to Hazzard County have he now? So you know what he’s goanna do right? Uh huh, go on the wrong side and join forces with the law.

If only Manny would call his Grandpa. Ol’ Mase could clear this up real quick. He would probably hit his Grandson in the head with a newspaper. Heck if I had one right now…no I wouldn’t hit him, I would read it.

Anyway, there go the Dukes. Now Manny is in his car. He blocks the road for Roscoe. Bo slams on the breaks. Roscoe does the same thing, hitting the General Lee. Well this makes more of a dent in Roscoe’s car than it does on Bo and Luke’s.

Roscoe was thrilled. He was about to catch the Dukes. Roscoe got out of his car. He rubbed his hands together and smiled. “Alright you Duke Boys now you can just freeze it right there,” Roscoe said.

“Roscoe, where are we goanna go?” Luke asked.

“Dang it Roscoe, do you know what you’re doing? Luke’s driving me to school and…” Bo commented.

“Save it Bo and Luke!” Roscoe exclaimed. Manny got out of his car. He looked at the boys. “Who are you?”

“Does it matter? I helped you,” Manny replied. Roscoe’s smile became bigger. “So, what did these guys do?”

“Well they uh…they…”

“You don’t have a reason to arrest them?” Roscoe scratched his head. “What kind of a law man are you? If there is no reason to arrest them then why were you chasing them?”

“Uh…practice? Khee!” Bo and Luke started laughing as they shook their heads.

“I don’t get it!”

“Welcome to Hazzard County. Are you a law man? If you are you have a weird car for being a man of the law,” Luke commented. Bo smiled.

“Actually, I am a private investigator.”

“A private investigator setting roots in Hazzard County? Must be an important little adventure for you to come here—this being a significant position.

“I am here on special assignment.”

“I see, what’s your name?”

“Manny Dixon…who are you?” Bo smiled.

“Luke, I know that name,” Bo cut in.

“Yeah Bo, I hear ya, I know the name too,” Luke mumbled. Bo seemed to be concentrating. Luke suddenly snapped his fingers. “I got it, Mason Dixon.”

“What, that picture of Grandpa?” Manny’s eyes widened and Bo’s seemed to sparkle. “You are related then to Mason Dixon?”

“Yeah, he married one of his associates, Tink,” Manny answered. Bo began laughing.

“Ooo ain’t Grandpa goanna have a bird!” Manny directed his attention to the Sheriff.

“Are you goanna let these boys go?”

“Are you kidding me?” Roscoe questioned.

“Do I look like a person who would joke around? If you don’t have a reason, back off.” Roscoe growled for a moment and then got back into his car. He backed up and did a u-turn. He drove away. Bo and Luke smiled.

“Thanks Manny,” Bo commented. He put his hands back on the steering wheel. Luke straightened up in his seat, knowing that they would be going at any given second “Now it is our turn to shove off. We’ll see you later.”

“Actually, I was wondering…”

“If you could go with us?” Luke asked.

“Yes, but how did you…?”

“Oh come on, you wanna know our connection to your father. It just happens we have our Grandpa with us. Now, if you wanna come over and meet him…”

“Your Grandpa is at your place?”

“Yes, come on, let’s get moving.”

“Done deal, Luke. Just let me get back over to my ride, Bo.”

“What a sweet ride it is! Yahoo,” Bo exclaimed excitedly. Bo started up the engine.

“You ain’t kidding! I paid a pretty penny for this car.”

“Well a car is like your best friend. If ya don’t take care of it—well then you’re in big trouble. You are out of a ride and out of a good relationship all in one shot,” Luke cut in.

“I suppose you are right…then again, I never really did have a good relationship with a car.” Bo laughed as he shook his head no. “What?”

“A car is the one thing you wanna have a relationship with,” Bo replied

“I guess I should keep that in mind, Bo. I really haven’t been friends with a car.”

“Well go get friendly with yours so we can get out of the middle of the road.”

“Yeah…sorry, no problem there.” Manny got back in his car. Bo looked at Luke.

“You know, he’s a pretty interesting character. First he almost gets us put into the slammer and then he saves our bacon.”

“Well Bo, you have got to expect that someone like this is goanna be different,” Luke replied. Manny began moving his hot shot souped up Ferrari, painted silver. Bo and Luke were following right behind him.

“Yeah I suppose so. Still, I wonder if this one is as experienced as he says he is.”

“What do you mean by that one Bo? He’s gotta have some experience. He wouldn’t be doing this if he didn’t.”

“I just have a feeling is all.”

“Yeah, you and Uncle Jesse always get those feelings. I wonder why.”

“Beats the heck out of me.” Bo stepped on the petal and got ahead of Manny. “I know one thing, this boy ain’t goanna out drive me.” Luke began to laugh.

“Is that all you care about?”

“Nope, I care about girls too.” Luke shook his head. Bo made a goofy face. Manny somehow managed to get ahead of Bo. Luke started laughing.

That is ONE nice ride.” Bo shrugged. I think Luke is right. If I had a ride like that—well, never mind what I would do with it. This ain’t all about me now.

“Yeah if you like showing off.”

“You were just showing off with the General, I wouldn’t talk.”

“Yeah well this one thinks he has something to prove.”

“I guess.” Bo seemed to be pouting. I would be too if someone had just been playing with my pride. Hang on ladies and gentlemen, you know the business is just about to begin.

4

Anyway, there’s a few people we have to check out for this one. No, I do not mean those girls over there. We can’t all look at girls all day. Then again—ah forget it.

Now meet the two in question of Manny Dixon, Parker and Ross. Lance Parker used to be a mailroom clerk who was going to school. He was good with people that’s for sure. He was so good in the mail room; Miss Tizdale would have hired him.

However when his Mom died, Lance’s money was cut off. You see ladies and germs, Lance’s father was more than sure his son needed to stand on his own two feet. You see, Lance got the job through his father. So in other words, he was fired.

Soon, Lance got a new job. However, he really didn’t get the best one in the world. It was a packaging service that wasn’t used too often. With a job that went nowhere, Lance couldn’t make up the difference.

James Ross was a man who hated the world. Folks I truly believe that he had every right to. I don’t give him the right to do what he does but, I do respect him for not putting on a good face. I mean, he really doesn’t like the world right now. You see, a lot went on in this poor man’s life.

His father was a drunk who had left his mom. James’ mom was a gambler. Not much of a family, friends. I tell you, this guy was both mother and father to his younger sister. He even forged notes.

Soon, they moved out. Poor James worked two jobs. He worked hard to get his sister through school. All that hard work was wasted as she quit school and married, a drunk. After that, he was sick of everything.

James was sure he wasted time working those two jobs…with all the lack of sleep. For his baby sister to turn out to marry a drunk and to be beaten. You can imagine folks what that would do to a man…to loose his sister in such a fashion.

You know, sometimes history repeats itself…sometimes for the good. Many good things have come from repletion—that includes hairstyles. I mean you have seen the sixties and seventies looks come back. I like those styles, folks. I like them a lot. They are groovy.

Other times, it repeats because people don’t know any different…and that turns into the bad. Wars are very much fought for the same reasons. And for some odd reason, people sometimes follow the lives of their parents. They know that it is bad for them but, they do the things their parents do anyway. Why? Who knows?

I guess you’re wondering how I know so much about these fellas…well don’t you watch the news? They are wanted in seventeen states. Now trust me, you would know a lot about these boys if they were wanted like this.

Well one thing I am sure of, when you bring two men like this together—well that’s trouble. Lance and James were two men with a past and that my friends is beyond dangerous.

Lance and James were roommates. You can imagine how that went. Soon, the bills piled and the boys got to thinking. They shot men—at first it was hard. Sinful things always get easier after you have done them a few times.

Now these creatures were wanted men. And as suspected, they were about to hit Hazzard. Why Hazzard County? Well, it was a smaller deal. They were being looked for. What better place to go than to a small place? Well that’s my thinking anyway—that is if I were a crook.

Then again, they don’t know anything about Hazzard County do they now? That will be their—uh, I am giving out information when I don’t know much about the situation. Sorry about that.

Now there is Lance—no not the brown haired one, the blonde. He seems to be fretting over something. “You know, when you’re rich your troubles do not get any easier,” Lance grumbled. He shook his head harshly at James. “If I hadn’t listened to you in the first place…”

“Oh, now you’re blaming me for the men you shot?” James questioned.

“The men I shot? How about the ones you shot, James?”

“Look, let’s not think about that. We need to think about our next job and get out of here. You know there are people after us.”

“Don’t remind me, every town I look in is covered with men who would be tickled pink to see me in the chair.” Now folks if you think he’s talking about Grandma’s rocking chair, think again.

“Oh come on Lance, you know that I wouldn’t let that happen to ya.” James shook his head as he lowered it. He seemed to stare at the floor for a minute before looking up again. “You were the one that helped me with my sister’s death.”

“But she’s…”

“She’s dead, end of story.”

“Okay Lance, you don’t have to be so emotional about it. Dang, you are so testy today.” Did you hear that? Yup, he’s a southern boy.

“Now Hazzard should be easy, James.”

“Yeah I know.”

“They don’t really guard the bank too well…seeing as it is a small place and all.”

“You think we can get away with this then?”

“Of course, we will be able to wreck this place. We’ll have so much money, we’ll be rolling in it.” They gave each other a high five. “First, we will have to rob the local store. I don’t know about you but I would rather rob a bank with bullets in my hand.”

“I hear ya.”

“Bullets are the best thing we have got.”

“Well we didn’t become wanted men by shooting bubbles.”

“We didn’t get as rich as we are by shooting peas either.” They began to laugh.

“Once we get the money it is down to Mexico for the both of us. We can open up something magical.”

“You bet, we won’t ever have to deal with this horrible life again. I will be thrilled to have the money and power I once had.”

“We’ll show both of our parents won’t we now?”

“We sure will. Our fathers and mothers will know just how resourceful we are.”

“You said it.” Now I think these boys’ parents would be cross with them. Now can you imagine having a son that is wanted? I couldn’t.

“We are the best.”

“We always will be the best too. Don’t you ever forget that.” They hugged each other like they was brothers.

“I am so glad I found a friend like you.”

“No sir, not a friend, a brother.”

“We are like brothers aren’t we?”

“Sure are. I would take a bullet for you man. I would really do that for you.” James and Lance smiled.

“I think you know we both would. You know, you have been my brother in spirit. All this time…”

“Yeah, we will stay together.”

“Mexico will be our accomplishment. We will show the world a better place.” Yeah sure, by robbing one back at a time. How weird are these two?

“Everyone will have a job.”

“A good job.”

“No one will have to worry about their parents cutting them off.”

“Or their parents drinking.”

“No more of all of this horrible stuff.”

“They will be able to come to us.”

“We’ll help them get started.” Now I wonder about these two. Why do they do it? If they have lots of money why don’t they leave Hazzard alone and just move on? I guess that’s what greed does to you.

Well friends, ain’t this goanna be a sticky situation? The Dukes, along with Manny and his associates, are goanna have a lot of work to do. I am so glad that it I ain’t goanna pull these bad dudes out of the race, aren’t you?

5

Well you can just imagine how much fun the Dukes were having. Bo senior was catching up with Manny’s stories about his Grandpa and Grandma. “I still can’t believe Tink married that sly ol’ dog. He could make a woman fall for him at forty feet. Daisy, my cousin, almost fell for him,” Bo senior said.

“Looks like it is happening again,” Nancy laughed. Manny was staring at Daisy like a dog stares at a bone. Luke snapped his fingers and Manny went back to reality. “So Manny, your father is a great detective and your mother…”

“My mother was even better. When Grandpa turned fifty, he was still doing missions with beautiful women. He trained them well. However, Grandma wanted him to stay at home with his family,” Manny replied.

“I see, you know, I worried about Bo sometimes too.”

“You worried about me?” Bo senior questioned. Nancy smiled, she kissed Bo’s lips softly.

“If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t have been your wife.”

“Get a room!” Bo junior yelled. Jesse began to laugh. Luke just shook his head. “Really, this display of affection by my Grandparents is…well yuck.”

“Now Bo, that ain’t nice,” Jesse commented.

“Well it is how I feel okay? They can smooch all they want as long as it ain’t in front of me.”

“Just wait until you get a girlfriend.”

“I have plenty of them.”

“Do you kiss them?”

“Can we get back on topic here, I had enough of the kisses and so on that we’re talking about,” Luke mumbled.

“Okay, so I am after two bank robbers,” Manny announced.

“I see, for a man who is eighteen you sure have a weird job.”

“Well these two…”

“These two what?”

“These two bank robbers are wanted in seventeen states. No one has been able to catch them.”

“Well then, they have stepped in the wrong county, Manny,” Daisy cut in.

“Daisy’s right, these guys won’t be able to deal with Hazzard,” Luke added.

“If we don’t help then they will get away again. I have a plan though.”

“What kind of plan Daisy?”

“We are goanna let them rob the bank.” Bo junior and Luke stared at each other. “No, they ain’t goanna get away with it. We’ll be there so no one gets hurt.”

“We’ll need to see Cooter and Dodger for this one.”

“Who is Cooter? Who is Dodger?” Manny asked.

“Well Cooter and Dodger are the two people who are goanna make this plan happen,” Bo junior said.

“I don’t get where y’all are going on this one but I think you should let me and my associates handle it.”

“Oh no, you know what? We know this county and we know goons. You need our help whether you don’t want it or not.”

“You haven’t met my associates, Bo.”

“I don’t have to. I know they’ll need our help.” Manny shook his head. He pulled a walky talky out.

“We don’t need your help.” Manny pushed the receiver button. “This is Dare Devil calling Southern Belle and Miss America, come in ladies.”

“This is Southern Belle here, what do you need Dare Devil, come back?” Belle questioned. You could hear motors in the background.

“What’s your twenty?”

“Our ETA is nine seconds.”

“10-4.” Manny put his walky talky down. “Come on outside and meet my associates.” Bo, Bo, Luke, Jesse, Nancy and everyone else went outside. There were two motorcycles that had just been parked outside. The girls took off their helmets.

“I hate to be a party pooper but them girls couldn’t hack Hazzard County,” Bo junior said.

“I could hammer you to the ground in a heart beat,” Belle replied. Now don’t you ever challenge Bo Duke. “I will show you how good I am.”

“Really?” Now she did it. Bo is quite the character. He may be young but he has a lot of martial arts and wrestling background to him. “I highly doubt you can take me.” Bo also spars with Luke a lot when he practices for boxing.

“Oh I could take you in a heartbeat.”

“You wanna try?”

“Yes, gladly.”

“Uncle Jesse told me not to hit a woman.”

“Well, I am goanna give you permission to hit me.”

“I guess I am allowed then?”

“Now Bo…” Luke began. Lindsey shook her head.

“Let them fight plow boy,” Lindsey commented.

“Now who are you calling a plow boy?”

“The ones I see here. Now, you couldn’t take her just as much as you couldn’t take me.” Lindsey too was playing with fire. Luke was the top boxer.

“Excuse me?”

“No, you couldn’t take us.”

“Luke, we need to show these ladies some manners. I suggest I fight her and then you fight the other one,” Bo junior cut in.

“And I don’t suggest either one of ya fight them girls,” Jesse shouted. Bo senior began to laugh as he shook his head no. “What?”

“Don’t you remember all the fights you had when you was a boy?” Bo senior questioned. Jesse was stumped. “Come on son, let them boys fight. How else are they goanna prove their manhood?”

“By leaving those girls alone and working together.”

“Oh come on Jess, you know as well as I do that’s not any fun.”

“Dad…”

“Let them be.” Jesse rolled his eyes. The girls got into position as well as the boys. Watching Bo and Luke fight is quite the adventure on its own. Belle made the first punch to Bo. Bo blocked it almost effortlessly.

“You have got to do better than that,” Bo commented.

“Don’t get too cocky farm boy,” Belle replied. He made his first jab to the abs—after faking going to the nose.

“What is with you calling me farm boy or plow boy?” He then punched her in the head. He kicked her twice. The first one she grabbed, the second she got him in the chest.

“Well it is simple.” Belle threw a jab which Bo caught easily. She hit him with a low sidekick with her right leg to his thigh. Bo blocked downward. She used her right leg, hitting him with a roundhouse kick. Bo got it in the face. “You are nothing more than a cheap plow boy with normal tricks.

“You think so?”

“I don’t think so, I know so.”

“Well then show me how it is done.”

“No boy, you show me.” Bo faked the jab.

“If I am anything…” He quickly spun around and kicked her in the stomach. “I am nothing more than what I was. I am a champion and a champion knows…” He then jabbed again. “When to pull his move and how fast to do it.” Bo did a shin kick, hitting her elbow with great force. He began hitting her with everything he had. Belle tried to block but Bo was coming too fast. She landed on the ground. Bo had won.

“You didn’t do too bad plow boy.”

“Thank ya.”

“You’re welcome.”

“This ain’t over yet. It is time for my battle,” Lindsey said. She looked at Luke.

“Oh, now you wanna fight me huh?” Luke questioned. He laughed. “Look, I don’t like fighting women.”

“I don’t like arrogant men.” Lindsey crouched over, her left knee was touching her chest.

“Well too bad sweet heart because here I am.” She sprung up, whipping her right leg up. As her right leg fell to the ground, she whipped her left leg up, landing on her right leg. She put her left leg down.

“What did you think?” Luke rubbed his face and shrugged.

“I still don’t want to fight you. I must compliment you on your butterfly kick.”

“Thank you but I still want to show you two I can hack it in Hazzard.”

“Well sugar, I don’t think you can.” Luke swung his back leg up, his knee touched his chest. He kept his leg straight. Luke pushed his leg down hard, hitting Lindsey in the head. He hit her with a roundhouse kick. Luke turned away.

“I know what you’re going to do next. You are going to kick me with a back kick.”

“If you know what I am going to do, why do you look so concerned?” Luke twisted and came back in. As Luke was about to fake a move, Lindsey recognized it. She did a back flip to avoid the high roundhouse kick Luke was about to provide.

“Simple, farmer, you know as well as I do that I would have done the same move.” Lindsey began walking away. Luke began to laugh.

“You’re ending the fight?” Lindsey turned around, facing Luke. He chin was up and she looked like she was planning something.

“What did ask me?”

“Simple question, are you ending the fight?” Now this girl was about fifteen steps away from Luke. Still she stared into his face coldly.

“Why would you ask such a thing?”

“Simple, you have fire in your eyes.”

“You better believe it.” Lindsey began running. She began to run towards him. Now friends, Luke was so stunned with wondering what Lindsey was up to, he didn’t have the notion to move.

“What are you doing?” She leapt into the air—not very high but enough to do some amazingly fast kicks to the chest. She did a back flip and landed on the ground.

“How was that one?” Lindsey pushed back her long velvet hair. Luke coughed. He looked up at her from his slump.

“I give up.” Bo began laughing. “Well you take her on then.”

“All in good time Luke. Right now, we proved that we’re half right. We do have to work together otherwise, we’re in big trouble. One thing is clear, we work together well in the teams we are in,” Bo commented.

“That’s one thing both Lindsey and I can agree on,” Belle said.

“What’s your name anyway?”

“Belle.”

“Ah, Belle and Bo—that sounds like beautiful music to me. Well, perhaps Belle and I will work together on this one. Luke and Lindsey, y’all are a good set.”

“You still haven’t answered my question, what do we need this Cooter and Dodger for?” Manny asked.

“You will have to see.”

“Look, I need to know if I am involved in this plan.”

“You’ll know,” Luke replied. Bo began laughing. Luke finally stood up straight.

“The question is when will I know?”

“When we tell you,” Bo laughed. Jesse shook his head as Daisy began to laugh.

“Good one Bo,” Daisy giggled. Well, Uncle Jesse cleared his throat and all of that was over. Now friends, I am looking forward to this fight, ain’t you? Well hold on will ya? We’re getting on to the conflict of Hazzard County.

6

Now friends, you have to watch pretty closely for this one. We’re at Hazzard County Bank. Over to your left is the one and only Daisy Duke. Yeah I know, she don’t look much like Daisy or the normal person you see running the bank. Nope, she looks like an old woman.

Miss Daisy was over there talking with Dodger Davenport. I know what you’re thinking, the only time you see Dodge in a suit is when there is a funeral. He looks pretty sharp now don’t he?

Okay, they all look weird. I’ll admit it. I have never seen a Duke look quite like this let alone a Davenport. Now Daisy’s wearing that hat for one reason—don’t worry, you’ll get it in a minute. I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it.

To the left, you see Jesse Duke pretending to stand in line and talk to Nancy who is the other person who is in there running the bank. She too is wearing a hat. Jesse also has a suit on. He looks sharp in that thing.

As I said, you had better watch because this is goanna happen mighty quick. Especially with Daisy Duke running the show. As the baddies walked in, they began shooting everyone in sight. Each Duke lied there with blood on their clothes. Daisy and Nancy had been shot in the head.

Everyone else was shot in the chest. The bad guys were getting away in a white truck with a happy face painted on the top. Bo got into the back of the truck.

“Bo!” Belle yelled. Luke and Lindsey sped after them. Belle shook her head as she walked into the bank. “Y’all can get up now,” Belle said. Every person stood up. Daisy and Nancy took off their hats. They both ripped the metal coating of their hats off.

“Hey Belle,” Nancy and Daisy said at the same time. Jesse and Dodger stood up. They took off their vests.

“These things work pretty darn good. My brother is a genius,” Dodger commented.

“Well yeah, he is your brother,” Daisy replied.

“Would you guys listen to me?” Belle questioned. Everyone looked at her. “Bo was stupid. He jumped into the back of the getaway truck.”

“WHAT?” Jesse exclaimed.

“Okay, Jesse hold up. Look, he jumped in. Lindsey and Luke are going after them. Manny is also on the stretch. He’s goanna be fine.”

“Dukes are prone to trouble, little lady. There ain’t much that can change that” I agree with Uncle—err uh Jesse Duke. Yes, those boys are prone to trouble.

Manny and Luke were on the trail—with Lindsey of course. They were all chasing behind the crooks. Luke and Manny were doing pretty good behind the wheel too. “Why would your cousin put himself in that much trouble?” Lindsey asked.

“Well he’s a Duke, he lives for trouble,” Luke replied. The group began shooting at them. Lindsey took out her gun. “ARE YOU NUTS? Put that pea shooter away.”

“They’re shooting at us.”

“Doesn’t make it right. Besides, you might hit my cousin.” Lindsey shook her head.

“I’m sorry.” They finally shot out the tires of the General Lee. Luke swerved right and left—pulling off the road safely. “Now what?”

“Manny’s on the case.” Lindsey shook her head. She saw the smoke coming out of the radiator. “Apparently he was hit too.”

“Now what?” Luke picked up the CB receiver. “What are you doing?”

“Back up plan.” Luke brought the receiver to his mouth, he pushed the button. “Lost sheep one to Wise Owl one, come in Wise Owl.”

“This is Wise Owl one, what do you need Lost Sheep one, come back?” Bo questioned over the CB.

“You have been listening to our waves right?”

“That’s an affirmative.”

“We’re without a ride to find Lost Sheep two.”

“I am on my way, I’ll lend you a line.”

“10-4 Grandpa, catch you on the flip flop.”

“Luke, keep safe until I get there.”

“You know it Grandpa.”

“Well this is Wise Owl signing out.”

“Lost sheep one, out.” Now I bet you’re wondering what he’s goanna drive? After all, everyone has their cars where they are. Well y’all you will just have to see.
About five minutes later, Luke grabbed his case for his bow. He hoisted it on his shoulder. Lindsey stared at the case for a minute. Now she ma be southern but she ain’t from Hazzard County. So naturally, this little gal has no idea.

“What is that?” Lindsey asked. See what I mean? Lindsey sees but has no idea whatsoever.

“My insurance policy,” Luke replied. Lindsey rolled her eyes.

“Your cousin is out there and you are bringing and insurance policy? You are more worried about me shooting him with a gun than you worrying about paper.”

“Trust me, this one will keep us safe.” There was a noise over head. A rope was lowered. “After you Lindsey.” She began shimming up the rope. Luke did the same. Now as Miss Lindsey got up, she opened the door and moved into the back seat. Luke sat in the front. He put on the head set.

“You ready Luke?” Bo senior asked.

“Oh yeah. The truck has a happy face painted on the top.” Luke tapped on his so called insurance. “I thought I would bring it along.” Bo glanced over and then smiled.

“Dukes never change.”

“Never will either.”

“Good stuff.” As they flew, Lindsey watched for the truck. Soon, there it was as plain as day. Bo junior looked over head and smiled. He knew he had to get rid of the guns.

Bo grabbed two fishing hooks that were in the back. He opened up the window and grabbed their guns. Bo threw them both out the window. Bo senior flew ahead. He threw down the rope. Bo junior grabbed onto it but under pressure, it broke.

Bo senior shook his head. He flew down lower. Bo grabbed onto the bottom of the helicopter. The chopper began to climb. Bo hung on tight.

Luke threw down a stick of dynamite. It blew just in front of the truck. They had to pull off or be sucked into the hole. Bo was put on the ground. He ran after one of the crooks, Lance. He began fighting him. Bo chased down James and got him as well.

Whelp, them bad dudes went to jail. Bo and Luke said goodbye to their women…well after Luke had a rematch with Lindsey. You wanna know what happened? Well, Lindsey still won. Oh well, Luke would have to work on his strength.

Manny would also have to work on his skills. He did pretty good though for his first mission. Look at him, he’s kissing Daisy. You can see the two brother types getting angry about it. That’s the way Bo and Luke are.

The Dukes are pretty smart huh? They were so smart in fact that guess what? Manny gave them all credit. The Dukes got a reward for what they did. They put it in the Hazzard County hospital fund. What typical Dukes.

“You Dukes sure taught me a lot about life,” Manny said.

“We did?” Bo junior questioned.

“Yeah, you have all the skills you want. Applying them is the hard part. Thanks for having so much faith in me. I hope our paths cross again.”

“You can count on it.” Bo and Manny shook hands.

“Goodbye Luke.”

“See you soon Many,” Luke answered.

“You throw a good stick of dynamite I hear.”

“I ain’t here to be prideful and that’s what Lindsey taught me.” Lindsey walked over and kissed him. Luke’s eyes widened.

“You aren’t a sore looser, I like that,” Lindsey commented. Luke’s eyebrows went up. He kissed her back.

“I’ll miss you.”

“Right back at you Farmer Duke.”

“Are you goanna miss me, Belle?” Bo asked.

“Well, you are the only one who can kick my butt,” Belle replied.

Well, everyone was gone including Bo senior who is just flying back to LA in his helicopter. There you go folks. Everything is back to normal…if there is a normal in Hazzard County.