Bill

He was six feet two inches in height, at least that what he claimed. But he actually appeared to be a full inch taller. Dark hair, blue eyes and usually a somewhat stern face. Due to his normal countenance, some people thought he was probably a hard man. He seldom smiled, but when he did, it was such a wide smile that even the most skeptical could be put at ease. He had large hands, rough and calloused from his years of farming with a team of mules. A light shirt and bib overalls were his normal attire, and if he were going to town, a brown Stetson would certainly be his head covering. A very unassuming man, so when someone happened to call him sir, he would quickly reply, “You can just call me Bill.”