About Victor Joseph Webb
I met my Great Uncle Victor in his 88th year. Five years later, he was still 88; he printed new business cards each year and kept changing the birth year.
As a child Victor Webb was probably quite a handful for his father, a man already advanced in years, so at around 10 years of age Victor was sent to Oklahoma to live with an older brother. He complained that they fed the dogs better than him and he was forced to sleep on the porch. It would not be hard to believe that they thought he deserved it. He was a very, very colorful person.
Victor left his brother's home at around 12 and never saw family again for nearly 75 years. In that intervening time he did many things, but few were completely honest. His first undertaking was stealing horses with a band who would steal in Mexico, drive them to Oklahoma or Texas and sell them. They would then steal another herd near where they sold the first, drive it to Mexico and sell it to the ranchero they stole the first bunch from, and so on.
The time came when Victor tired of having a boss and he struck out on his own. He told me he never again worked for anyone. He was a flim-flam man, a snake-oil salesman, a door-to-door and town-to-town peddler and entertainer, and he even sang in silent movies. Not really sang, but he was in at least 3 silent movies, 2 with WC Fields. Sally of the Sawdust http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sally_of_the_Sawdust was one of the movies, though after watching it myself I think I can see where it was cut. Chances are it was deemed too stereotypically degrading to be left in. As a young man Victor's features were classic Native American and he used that in any way he could, he told me he played an Indian in the movies.
He had a booth at the Chicago Worlds Fair where he said he was acquainted with Sitting Bull and Buffalo Bill. He had pictures taken by the same color photographer anyway.
As the Wild West became tamer and tamer Victor left the USA and traveled, plying his trade in 50 countries. While in Ireland he wooed a pretty lass named Anita Ivory who he married. They had one son who Victor named after his trained bear. Joebear was their son's given name.
Victor bought a home in the Northampton District of London and retired there. Years later he died there in a fire he started with a space heater in his bedroom. He may have lived, but he always locked the door and then fell against it, according to Joebear.