Hi, I just happened onto this. I lived near Snelling on and off in the late sixties. Not far from Joe Webb. I was only a young boy at the time. My brother and I and a friend used to stop by and visit with Joe from time to time. We called him Old Joe. He was very nice to us and would chat with us for as long as we wanted. He was still very active and worked actively on the land around his old ranch house. I remember the exterior of his home had walls of fire wood for heat in the winter, which he chopped and stacked himself, even though he was in his eighties. He was not a big man, but he was wirery, leathered, strong, and self assured. He left quite an impression on me. Enough so, that over almost fifty years later I still think of him and smile.