The Wild West is dead

The Wild West is dead
Even the vultures, flies and maggots
That feasted on the Gunslingers flesh are dead.
All that is left:
Bones in unmarked graves
Millions of forgotten names
The odd rusty gun
The odd rusty blade
The odd rusty bullet
A ton of forgotten corpses
Not just sheriffs, dancers, train robbers, bounty hunters or outlaws
Cleaners, cooks, servants, pastors, ranchers, shop assistants
Just normal citizens
Mundane lives and chores
Struggling to survive
Died of strokes, heart attacks, Cancer or old age
No legend, myth, wealth or fame
I just want to say
Average guys and average dames from the golden age are also worthy of praise.