Well, here is my contribution: Before the days of the information super highway, I did all of my research by traveling around the country and I met some interesting Harrells, Harrolds etc...Once I went over to Thompsons Valley in Tazewell County and had a great lunch with Abb Harrell and his wife..and after lunch..we sat on his front porch and chewed tobacco and spat down the mountainside...He told me about one of his ancestors, Uncle Will Harrell and his drinking buddy..I don't remember his buddys name..but they would ride their horses, shoot their pistols and pass the likker' bottle back and forth..When one saw that the other one was going to get the last drink from the bottle he would pull his pistol and shoot the bottle out of his mouth and hand...They did this all the time..until.....one time Uncle Wills' buddy pulled his pistol to shoot the bottle...and..shot Will in the neck...He immediately got Will to a doctor..and the Dr.said there was nothing he could do for him...they placed him on a cot...to die...Wills buddy..left..The sheriff came and, thinking he had shot Will on purpose tried to arrest him..and in the process shot him..He was taken to the same doctor who told them there was nothing he could do. They put him on a cot beside Uncle Will and the two lay there and talked until they died, with never a cross word, they were buddies to the end!!! G. Lee Hearl Ye Ole Storyteller.... Abingdon, Va...