One of my relatives who was known to frequent the Wagon Wheel Inn told me the following story:
My relative shared this in the first person. I must assume he saw the following events:
One evening, about dark, he attempted to enter the Wagon Wheel Inn and was stopped by a shot gun wielding employee who was sitting on the roof with the shot gun in his lap.
He bravely announced, "There has been a stabbing inside and the sheriff has been called and there ain't nobody going in or going out!"
This was all my relative needed. He turned around and drove away.
I do not think I every went there again.
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