A tall, robust looking fellow is what first comes to mind. That is, until one gets to the thin spectacles and pale, pale blond hair, which seem to give him an ethereal look. Dressed in a combination of outdoor fashion dictated by the East, and outdoor necessity dictated by Western reality, Whit's trailcoat, polished boots, spurs, pressed white shirt and vest all seem to come together to form a unique picture. Oh, and there's the black felt hat that somehow seems to balance on his head, never quite falling off but always looking to be in danger of doing so. Youthful energy flashes in his eyes, which have yet to see the pain of the world.