Good morning, folks. Early morning in Florence. Everyone else still sleeping, so I have a few minutes lol.rokkerr wrote:Thanks Brigit!... I should be good to go but I will let you know :)
A few things to do in Dallas not sex related
http://www.thrillist.com/entertainment/ ... ow-existed
Had to respond to this one,
First a quick note on Clyde Barrow's grave site. Bonnie and Clyde are both buried in Dallas, about 12 miles apart by road. I intend to visit both Monday morning. Have been to the ambush site in Louisiana and to the B&C museum in Gibsland, where I talked to Boots Hinton. Boots is the grandson of Ted Hinton, who was one of the lawmen involved in the ambush. At that time, they had the actual car used in the final scene of the Warren Beatty/Faye Dunaway movie. He let me sit in it and took a couple pictures for me. (They're on my home 'puter.)
Added note: The movie ending was not quite how it happened. The lawmen set up a truck that was familiar to B&C to look like it had broken down, so they would stop to check it out. They did, and that was that. In the movie, Clyde got out and walked over to talk to the trucks owner, Henry Methvins father. While he was out, Bonnie slid over to the drivers seat. Shortly, (after a little drama build-up, lol) the lawmen opened fire. Clyde fell to the ground in front of their car and Bonnie died in the drivers seat.
In the actual ambush, Clyde never got out. As soon as their car stopped, the law opened up on them, riddling them with about 130 or so rounds from mostly BARs (Browning Automatic Rifles.) Both were killed pretty much instantly, where they sat in the car. It was said that the coroner had trouble embalming the bodies because there were so many holes in them. After the shooting stopped, Bonnie was leaning against the passenger door. Ted Hinton opened the door. He said Bonnie gave a short gasp and fell outward. He stopped her and moved her back into the car, so that she was leaning against Clyde. This is where she died, and this is how you see the final pictures taken by the lawmen.
"There are buried underground railroad tunnels Downtown" Back in the late '60's I was bumming around a lot, mostly between Dallas and Detroit. I worked for day labor places, where work was easy to come by and I could make $10 - $20 a day, depending on the jobs I got. To save money in Dallas, I would sleep in the Pioneers Cenetery downtown, which is immediately N. of the convention center. If anyone wants, I'll take you out there. I figured "who the hell is going to bother me here?" lol. There was a large hedge along the northern edge, along Young St. I would roll up my bedroll and hide it in the bushes, then head over to the day labor place.
All of that area has been built over since then, but back in the late 60's BF (before freeways, lol,) The Conv. Center hadn't been built yet. I think it was built in maybe '68 or '69. I think the old train tracks came along where the Dallas DART train tracks are now. The tracks then went under ground, so one Saturday I walked down there and followed them in. I was surprised to find a whole system under there. There were 3 or 4 branches, numerous loading blocks and storage rooms. Quite a large area. A couple of the rooms were obviously for storage of Civil Defense rations, possibly left over from the mid-late '50's. They were filled with cases of C-Rations, which were packaged meals originally developed for soldiers out in the field. So, I found free food for a few weeks, lol. Most of the doors from the loading docks were unlocked, so I could walk up into the downtown office buildings. Don't know if they had weekend security guards, but I was lucky enough to never encounter any.
Even when I was on the bum, those were some good times. Got busted for vagrancy early one morning across from the cemetery. It had started raining, so I found a convenient doorway and went to sleep. This was a dark, not well traveled area at night, so I felt pretty safe. Well, around 2 or 3 in the morning, Dallas' Finest drove by and saw me. So they woke me up and took me in. The judge fined me some amount, something like $25 or 5 or 10 days or so. Since I was on the bum, I said I'll take the time. On about the 3rd day, they offered to send me to a North Dallas substation where I did yard work. It was pretty cool. I got to go outside every day and they'd go to the local McDonalds and buy me food. So I had a nice stay actually, for a few days in North Dallas, lol.
Haha, memories of days gone by. Life was pretty simple back then. You could never do any of that today.
I've threatened to tell my life history, and maybe after I'm fully retired, and no one can come back at me I may, probably by then their will no longer be any innocents. 
in Dallas, then returned to San Diego to continue school, 
as things turned out, it would have been MUCH better if I'd never made the trip in the first place, would have saved a lot of money, gas, and grief, not always in that order. 
not being a kid anymore and not dealing well with really HOT weather anymore I can now understand why! Back then it just seemed strange. 
" shaking my head and wondering. Then I saw this guy a couple feet off holding the neck of a beer bottle. I quickly determined that he had hit me for some reason. Now this wasn't even someone I had been talking to. But somehow I later determined that he was the "boyfriend" of the guy i had come there with, (or "girlfriend," he fought like a girl , 
- NOT! 
