I was born Charles Edward Hurst.  I expect you recognize the name.  I have no doubt I would have lived down to it given the impulses of my youth.  But the Shang came, and I volunteered.  My father made certain that I was assigned to a second string reserve unit that would surely never see combat.  Ah, the fickle hand of fate.  That is how I became a Cowboy.  That is how I met Dorothy.  And that has made all the difference.