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westdallasgang · 13 days ago

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Bonnie and Clyde raid the Eastham Prison Farm:

At 6am on January 16, 1934, the gang slipped quietly in their black Ford V-8 through the dense fog rising from nearby the Trinity River. With lights extinguished, the Ford parked just beyond a narrow bridge. Clyde and James stepped out with loaded BARs tucked under their arms, capable of firing a 20-round clip of 30.06 armor-piercing shells in less than 3 seconds. The two men crouched along the creek bank and waited. At 7am Clyde detected movement beyond them. The ghost-like images of a line of prisoners slowly materialized in the distance. The white denim of their prison uniform glowed with an eerie radiance. Guards bearing weapons accompanied the line. Soon the field was covered with prison work crews, each preparing to clear the land for the spring planting and cutting wood to stoke the camp stoves. Guard Olan Bozeman had already noticed Ray moved from his own group and joined Joe Palmer, Henry Methvin, and Hilton Bybee.

The guard chose not to take action. Until they moved farther. He then called for a mounted guard to hold a gun on Ray so that he could be whipped with a trace chain, just as he had planned. At that point, the men were less than a 100 feet from the creek where Clyde and James were hiding. Major Joseph Crowson, who had repeatedly beaten Joe in the past, was called on by Bozeman. While the two guards conversed, Joe walked up as if to ask a question. He turned to Crowson, leveled his gun, and fired a single round into the guard's stomach, knocking him off his horse. Crowson died instantly. Shocked at what just occured, Bozeman pulled the trigger at Joe. Joe ducked just as a charge of buckshot sailed past his head, a lone pellet creasing his temple. Joe fired two shots. A bullet teared the shotgun from Bozeman's hands and another wounding him in the hip.

Ray fired one shot when the clip popped from its housing and tumbled to the muddy ground. Virtually disarmed, Ray searched for his clip in the mud as Joe helplessly fought it out alone. Clyde and James then reared up and fired shots above the heads of the startled men in the field. While guards and prisoners alike were diving on their stomachs, Ray, Joe, Henry, and Hilton ran for their life. Bonnie sounded the car horn from the getaway car, using it as a beacon for the fleeing men. 3 guards started running as fast as they could in the opposite direction, leaving the 4 of them unguarded. Taking advantage of this, a convict named J.B. French slipped quietly into the pines and made his way to the Trinity River on foot. He was captured the following day without ever meeting the men responsible for his brief taste of freedom.

"Nobody but Ray and Joe can get in the car," James called out. "Everybody else go back." Clyde snapped. "You shut your damned mouth, Mullens, this is my car! I'm handling this!" The fleeing men jumped in the vehicle. As the distant whine of prison sirens came closer, Clyde shifted to first and sped away. Roadblocks sprang up in nearly every town between Dallas and Crockett, but Clyde outflanked them all by driving cross-country through farm after farm. In Hillsboro, TX, Clyde stopped for gas. The attendant spoke excitedly as he serviced the getaway car. "Did you hear about Ray Hamilton escaping from prison?" he asked. "No, really?" Clyde said. "Yeah! Bonnie and Clyde just walked right into the dining room this morning and took Ray out while everybody was eating!" Bonnie and Clyde were amused. As they fled Texas, the gang switched vehicles often. They decided to rob a bank to pay James his $1,000. The gang eventually split and went their seperate ways until things cooled down. Hilton was the only one who got captured and was sent back to prison.

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writingquestionsanswered · 2 years ago

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I'm in the middle of constructing a soap opera (it's only an element of my story) and am looking for a unique world to put it into (i.e. Dallas is oil, Falcon Crest is wine, Grey's Anatomy is medicine), and am having a hard time brainstorming something that's: 1. compelling to me, 2. unique, 3. something I can write honestly. Any ideas?

Falcon Crest or Grey's Anatomy Style Soap Opera

Evening soap operas like Dallas, Falcon Crest, Grey's Anatomy, Empire, East Enders, This is Us, The Wonder Years, and Yellowstone all tend to revolve around one of the following:

-- an industrial empire (and the family that runs it)

-- a compelling situation (involving a variety of people)

Definition of "Industry" - An industry refers to a group of businesses that produce or sell the same or similar products or provide the same or similar services. Some examples of industries would be car manufacturing, book publishing, wedding-related products, car manufacturing, and farming.

Definition of "Compelling Situation" - For the sake of this ask, a compelling situation refers to any ongoing activity, event, or circumstances involving multiple people. Some examples of situations would be medical students doing their clinicals; a workplace such as an office, bar, restaurant, or record store; a fire department or police department, a big family, or a group of people such as a book club or homeowner's association.

Here are some steps to help you brainstorm your own evening soap opera style story:

1 - Brainstorm Industries - The world is made up of a huge variety of industries. Almost everything in your life that is mass produced has an industry behind it: video games, coffee, paper towels, cookbooks, clothing and fashion, makeup, shoes... Think about some things that interest you and consider the industries behind them. You can also look at the town or region where you live and see what industries are important there, or you can look at the industries that are important in other places that interest you. Make a list of industries that sound interesting to you, then start researching them to learn a little bit about them. See which ones might provide an interesting backdrop for your soap opera.

2 - Brainstorm Situations - There are all sorts of interesting situations happening all around you and all over the world. There are people working today at an animal rescue, there are people working together in a nail salon, there are teachers socializing and supporting each other in a teacher's lounge, there are auto mechanics taking a break to celebrate their boss's birthday, there are people meeting to discuss a book or to plan a charity event... Think about the different situations happening around you or in the world in general. Look through current events and local news to see if you can spot some different situations that might be interesting. Think about the places you go, the activities you enjoy, the businesses and services you use, etc., and think about the groups of people behind them. Make a list of interesting situations and do a little research into them to see if any might make for an interesting backdrop for your soap opera.

3 - Choosing and Fleshing Out - Once you've chosen an industry or situation as the backdrop for your soap opera, start doing deeper research and then flesh out the family or group of people behind it. If you're choosing to go with an industry, create the company that will be at the heart of your story. What is it called? What do the manufacture or what service do they provide? When was this company created and who created it? What is the family who currently runs the company? Who is in charge and who is next in line for leadership? Who is their competition or opposition? Who are the different people who fill the necessary roles in this company? What sorts of industrial and familial drama might they face on a daily and periodical basis? What is daily life like for this family? What personal and internal conflicts increase the drama? If you've chosen a situation, what is the situation and who is in charge? What are the different roles and who fills them? What do they do on a daily basis? What are the unique and interesting things that this group deals with on a daily or periodic basis? What personal and internal conflicts increase the drama?

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zerolawrence · 2 years ago

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Have you met ZERO LAWRENCE yet? They’re the THIRTY-ONE year old BARTENDER that lives around SWINDELBROOK ST. APARTMENTS. I think they’ve lived in Seattle for ELEVEN MONTHS. From what I’ve heard, they’re ASSERTIVE, but once you’ve known them long enough you’ll find they can also be FICKLE. When I think of them, I usually think of THOROUGHFARE by ETHEL CAIN.

name: zero lawrence.

gender: cis male.

sexual orientation: bisexual.

age: thirty-one.

birthday: december 14th.

zodiac: sagittarius.

birthplace: rye, east sussex.

neighborhood: swindlebrook street.

time in seattle: eleven months.

occupation: bartender.

HISTORY.

with a name like zero, it was hard for strangers not to have low expectations of him growing up. though the same could never be said about his parents — despite the fact they only named him zero due to being told that was their chances of having children on several different occasions by medical professionals.

even with their ironic and unusual choice of name for him, zero's parents only ever showered their little boy with love and affection, encouraging and supporting his every endeavour. zero was always taught he could do anything he set his mind to, a mindset he still carries around with him to this day.

zero's childhood was spent running up and down cobbled streets, begging his father to bury him up to his head on the beach of camber sands during summer holidays and staring outside his bedroom window wondering what lay beyond his small town's tiny borders

as much as zero loved his parents and his small town growing up, by the age of seventeen he knew small town life would never be enough for him. he wanted to travel, meet new people, experience the kind of love his father had for his mother and go on an adventure. when he was twenty one, he finally left his parents and east sussex behind with only one destination in mind — america. zero had spent his childhood obsessed with american sitcoms, falling in love with cities like the big apple, the windy city and the emerald city.

he purchased a one way ticket to new york with the money he had saved from his job at his local pub from the age of nineteen, leaving behind everyone and the life he knew. zero had left home with enough savings to last him several months before he would need to start looking for work. when his funds finally did start running low, he picked up a job in a diner where he would eventually meet the first great love of his life — or so he thought.

zero fell for this person fast and he fell hard, before he knew it they were making plans to drive across the country and exploring every nook and cranny together and for nine months that's what they did; driving across the country, sleeping in the back of their pick-up truck when they couldn't afford a motel, eating at every 24 hour diner they could find. it was the exact reason zero had wanted to leave home for in the first place. everything was perfect between them — or so he thought.

one morning zero awoke to learn they had disappeared and so was every dollar he had to his name. when he tried calling their cell phone, the only voice on the other end was one to inform the caller that this number was no longer in service. what he thought had been a whirlwind romance for him, had been a long-con for them. the only thing they had left him was their old pick-up truck, which zero immediately hopped in and headed further out west to texas — only for his truck to breakdown in albuquerque. with no money to take it to a repair shop, he decided on making alburquerque a pit stop so he could find a job and save up enough money to buy a another car and hit the road again.

it was between the ages twenty four to thirty that zero spent bussing tables in dallas, bartending at dive bars in nashville, working on a ranch in wyoming, spending some time in montana to see the rocky mountains and yellowstone national park and working blue-collar jobs in oregon. zero doesn't stay anywhere for too long, he's always searching for his next adventure, chasing that next high and his latest has lead him to seattle, washington. where he's spent the eleven months bartending at a strip club named the doghouse. out of all the jobs he's worked over the years, bartending is his favourite despite the unusual work hours. it allows him to meet people from all other the country, sometimes even the world and learn a piece of their story.

PERSONALITY.

+ assertive, captivating, dexterous, maverick and resilient. - airy, fickle, reticent, soft headed and opinionated.

TIDBITS.

his favourite song to workout to is confident by demi lovato.

this is one of his genuine messages from grindr, he still hasn't emotionally recovered.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

ROMANTIC flirtationship / situationship / tinder matches / unrequited love / will they/won't they? / ex boyfriend/girlfriend / one night stand.

PLATONIC building neighbours / drinking buddies / work buddies / ride or dies / bromances / patrons / people he's met on his travels across america / the doghouse family.

ANTAGONISTIC noisy neighbours / drunks from the bar / exes / frenemies / rivals / the first great love of his life ( this would need to be plotted / discussed further but their name/gender/etc is utp ).

CURRENT CONNECTIONS.

cousins by blood / sunshine and grump duo by fate @howlettbaz

doghouse bros / casual friends with benefits @budddywells

swindlebrook neighbours / @mikaylatilly @howlettbaz @budddywells @thaddtilly @murphyaltman

the doghouse family / @budddywells @mikaylatilly @murphyaltman

nashville drinking buddy / @henryxmonroe

hiking buddies / dad joke victim @rafacarreno

doghouse patron / trades shots for secrets about her life.. or at least tries to @estestrauss

#intro #sewa.intro #this will be updated as connections develop etc

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christinepanas · 2 years ago

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Legacy

(A short fiction story)

“Do you want to take a spin in it?” Duncan asks Mallory as they stand in the parking lot of the high school, itself almost as newly minted as her driving license. Mallory doesn’t answer. She just stares at the shiny red sports car with the brown leather seats and chrome wheels. Her shoulders hunch forward, as if the added weight of her license makes her backpack too much to bear. She hesitates.

“I have to get home,” she says.

“But aren’t your parents away?” Duncan asks, opening the driver’s side door.

“Yes,” she says.

“What’s the hurry home?”

“I have chores.”

“I can drive you.”

“That’s okay. I always walk.”

“It might rain. I’ll drive you,” he presses.

He points with his eyes to a heavy grey cloud that has arisen in the distance. Mallory gives in and walks to the passenger door. The interior of the car is finished with wood. She runs her fingers along the elegant dashboard as he starts the engine. The aroma of the new leather seats reminds her of a pair of gloves her mother once had. They had been expensive. When she lost one of them, its mate lingered in her handbag, until one day it too disappeared.

“Waddya think?” Duncan asks.

She sits mute, watching as the sunroof silently opens to reveal the blue band of heaven high above them. A puffy, angelic cloud floats into the frame, and then disappears. She buckles her seat belt and folds her hands in her lap.

“Ready?” he asks, then puts the car in reverse and backs out of the parking spot.

Mallory knows that her parents wouldn’t approve of her taking a ride home alone with Duncan. They are strict, especially now that she attends public school. They can no longer afford private school tuition. Most of her parents’ money and time now goes to the Rhys Owens Foundation and the Living God in Christ Pentecostal Church. But it doesn’t matter. She likes public school. It is noisy and colorful and filled with smells and sounds and voices that she otherwise would never have experienced.

The town is small. Many people know Mallory’s father from when he coached Little League. Duncan played on one of the teams. Everyone knows Duncan’s father because he owns one of the two banks in town. He bought Duncan this car for graduation. Lots of kids get cars for graduation and then they go off to college. Both she and Duncan will be graduating next month. Duncan will attend the same university as his father and grandfather and will one day take over the bank. Mallory’s parents have been too busy to help her with college applications to the Christian colleges they have chosen for her. Summer is coming and this year she will be running the Bible Camp. She can’t think beyond that.

“So, have you driven on the highway yet, I mean, besides for driver’s ed?” Duncan asks.

“Not really,” she replies. “Just to church and back. Around town for shopping. Once out to Table Rock lake.”

She is not all that keen on driving but there is no other way to get around. Some kids ride bicycles to school. A horse. She would be happier with a horse, she thinks. Once, Jonelle Williams rode her horse to school. It was a big deal.

“Do you want me to put on the A/C?” Duncan asks. She shakes her head.

He’s not a bad person, she thinks. He is polite and well groomed. She has never heard him swear or raise his voice in anger. But she only sees him in class or at the football games on Friday nights. Sometimes, he sits with her and her parents, but not all the time. He has lots of friends.

Once, her mother told her to invite Duncan to church. She didn’t. It wasn’t that she didn’t want him to come to church. It was that she knew her parents would never condone her attending a Presbyterian service. It didn’t seem right that the invitation could never be reciprocated.

“So, where are your parents?” he asks.

“Dallas again,” she says. “Something for the Foundation.”

“You wanna listen to some music?” he asks.

“No,” she replies. “That’s okay.”

The drive home from the school is no more than five minutes, but they manage to pass by everyone in town who can and will report to her parents that they saw her in Duncan Wilson’s car after school.

As they pull into the driveway, a few drops of rain clink against the windshield. Duncan closes the sunroof. She sits watching as it shuts itself against the darkening sky.

“Do you wanna come in for a minute?” she asks.

“Sure,” he says. “As long as it is okay with your parents.”

She knows that it is not okay, but she tells him that it is. Old Mrs. Barnes from next door is no doubt watching them now, she thinks. She imagines walking over there and ringing the bell and giving Mrs. Barnes the name of the hotel where her parents are staying and then telling her to go ahead and call them. But she knows she won’t. She looks down at the ground as she counts the steps to the porch. Twelve today.

The house is large and is relatively new. Her parents built it when she and her sister were still attending the Christian Children’s Academy. Each time she opens the heavy front door, the first thing she sees is the memorial. The memorial honors her sister, Rhys. It occupies the wall that separates the foyer from the kitchen. In the center of that wall is a large photo of Rhys. In it, she looks over her shoulder at the camera, her smile bright and wide. Rhys smiled like a movie star. Everyone said it. The portrait is surrounded by seventeen smaller photos of Rhys, one for each year of her life. Below these photos is a table weighed down by ribbons and trophies and awards.

“Here’s the shrine,” she says. “The wall of memories.”

Duncan stares at the display for a few seconds and then gives her an uncomfortable smile.

Moving around the wall, she leads Duncan into the kitchen. He takes a seat on one of the four stools stowed under the kitchen counter.

“Do you want a glass of iced tea?” she asks.

“Sure,” he says.

“It’s sweet tea.”

“Okay.”

She pours him a glass and tells him she’ll be right back. Her intention is to go to her room and change into her cleaning clothes, but she finds herself moving down the hallway, counting the steps to Rhys’ room. It is spacious - almost as large as her parents’ bedroom. The carpet is pink. The canopy bed has twinkle lights. She turns them on and then looks around. This room, indeed, the whole house, seems to be waiting, as if Rhys will be back any moment. All her things are here, almost exactly as she left them. Her mother dusts and vacuums the room and washes the bed covers every week.

Mallory slips off her shoes and climbs onto the bed, staring up at the canopy. When she was ten, she was so jealous of this bed. It was like something for a princess, magical. Now, she feels nothing.

“Hey, where are you?” Duncan calls out.

“In here,” she replies.

Duncan follows her voice and finds her there, on the bed.

“What’re you doing?” he asks.

“I’m not allowed to be in here,” she says. “But it’s not like I don’t miss her, too.”

She glances at a large photo that occupies a space where once there was a poster of a blonde Jesus praying, his blue eyes cast upwards towards heaven. Now, from under a tiara, Rhys the beauty pageant contestant smiles through the glass of a bejeweled frame.

“She was my parents’ pride and joy,” Mallory says.

Duncan is silent. She looks up at him. He is staring at the photo.

“My mother still cries every day,” she says.

It has been five years since Rhys died. And every day, Mallory’s parents grieve as if they have just received the news. She remembers that day, too. She was there, sitting on the sofa as two state troopers gave them the news. Her mother began to wail. Her father held his head in his hands. The troopers apologized as if they had been responsible.

“Our house is sad now,” she says.

“I’m sorry.”

“Me, too.”

“I better go,” he says.

She follows him outside to the car. As he opens the door, she stops him.

“I’d like to take you up on that drive,” she says.

“Okay,” he replies. “After supper?”

“Can you pick me up?”

“As long as it’s okay with your parents,” he says.

“I’ll call them.”

He agrees to pick her up at seven.

Inside, Mallory wanders the spotless house. She finds herself moving in numbered steps to Rhys’ room. Rhys’ baby shoes sit on the dresser. They are white leather with pink laces. She picks them up and sniffs at them, at the faint odor of leather and talcum. She opens the dresser drawers and stares at Rhys’ clothing. In one drawer are baby clothes, fancy little dresses and frilly little socks. In another drawer are pretty pajamas and little panties with the days of the week printed on them. In another are sets of shorts and t-shirts, and in another, socks and jeans. She takes out a pair of jeans and holds them next to her. They are too long. Rhys was tall and thin. She is not.

In the walk-in closet she finds Rhys’ Barbie doll house and the Barbies and their clothes. Dozens. They wear gowns, like the ones hanging in the closet. She feels strange and sits down. Everything sparkles. She picks up a Barbie, examines it, then pulls off its head. She does the same to the rest. Then the arms. Then the legs. She abandons their corpses in the bottom of the closet, leaving the door open and the lights on. She counts the steps as she moves down the hall to her parents’ room, her mind blank, her hands and feet numb.

The dressers in her parents’ bedroom sprout dozens of photos. Most are of Rhys. There are a few of Mallory. In one of them, she is ten, standing next to Rhys, who is fifteen and the recipient of a trophy. They are both smiling and holding hands. She feels an ache in her chest. She loved Rhys, too. They had been so close. The emptiness she feels has no words. Rhys was special. She was thoughtful and she loved Mallory and always knew how to make her feel special, too. Rhys never excluded her and always told her that she would grow up to be beautiful and talented. But that didn’t happen.

One by one, she relieves the frames of their photos. She rips the photos into strips as she goes, leaving them in the middle of her parents’ bed. She looks again at the photo of her and Rhys and slips it into her back pocket.

In the living room, more photos of Rhys with various family members smile into the emptiness of the house. These she has dusted every day for five years. A strange rage seizes her, and she begins hurling them into the fireplace, one by one, frame and all. All of the photos. All of the family. All of them, together in the fireplace. She stands there, holding the last one in her hands.

The last thing that Rhys had said to her was, “I’m sorry, honeydew, but you can’t come with me this time. I promise I’ll take you to the lake tomorrow. Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.” But she didn’t come back.

Mallory wanders into her own room and digs with anger through her crafting supplies until she finds a Sharpie. She blacks out the eyes and mouths of all her photos, even the ones in her yearbooks. She dumps the contents of her memento boxes onto the bed and finds the necklace that Rhys gave her for her twelfth birthday - a silver chain with a delicate crystal cross. She puts it around her neck and resumes wandering the house, counting the steps as she tries to remember the sound of Rhys’ voice.

Now, standing before the memorial, she stares at Rhys’ forever blue eyes. Her arms hang at her sides. She stands there, frozen in place until the sound of the doorbell startles her. Duncan is back. She can’t believe it’s seven already. He has changed clothes.

“I’ll be right out,” she says, and closes the door, leaving him on the porch.

She takes off her blouse and replaces it with one of her sister’s t-shirts. It is dark purple. Fancy white letters spell out “Be the Light Matthew 5:14.” The words are surrounded by delicate flowers and vines. She brushes her hair with Rhys’ hairbrush and puts on a pair of Rhys’ earrings and applies some of Rhys’ lipstick. She leaves the house, not bothering to lock the door.

“Where do you want to go?” Duncan asks.

She has no ideas but manages to smile. They end up in the parking lot of the county electric cooperative, where a group of Duncan’s friends have gathered in their cars. They all admire his new red BMW and start asking him technical questions. Duncan is polite and introduces her, and they say hello, to be polite, she thinks. She says hello back.

“The sound system is great,” Duncan is telling everyone, and turns up the radio.

She gets out of the car and wanders the parking lot while Duncan shows everyone something in the trunk. The sun will be setting soon. She is supposed to call her parents at eight. They want to know that she is not doing something she shouldn’t. She never does. She is a good, dutiful daughter. She does all her chores and never complains. She tends to their daily needs. But they don’t see her. She is not their beloved Rhys, to whom they always devoted their lives. Even now. Rhys is still their entire life, even though she’s gone. What they have left is Mallory, the one who isn’t their golden girl or shining light. Mallory knows that she is just ordinary. She will never be Rhys. And no one will ever love her like Rhys loved her. She aches for that love.

Overhead, the sky is bright. There is a slight breeze. Duncan and his friends have moved on and are now looking at the engine of someone’s giant pickup truck. She doesn’t know most of these boys. She doesn’t want to.

She picks a few flowers that are growing alongside the road. They are purple, Rhys’ favorite color. She remembers being in awe of Rhys, tagging along after her and intruding on her and her friends. Rhys never complained and would pick her up and hug her and kiss her. Rhys would hug her to sleep when she was sad. Now the sad never leaves.

Mallory admires the flowers, then drops them on the ground next to Duncan’s car. The boys are now revving up the truck’s motor and laughing and whoo-hooing. It is noisy. She takes the opportunity to slip into the driver’s seat of Duncan’s car. The music is so loud it almost hurts. And then, she watches herself start the car and put it in gear, as if she is someone else, someone now tearing out of the parking lot in Duncan’s red car.

Her hands feel strange, gripping the wheel. Her heart pumps. She speeds towards Eagle Ridge, to that bend in the twisting road, where the cross stands, decorated with silk flowers. Rhys had been with her friends that day. She had been driving the brand-new car that her parents gave her for graduation. A shiny red convertible. Five years ago, almost to the day. She was late. Speeding to get home. She lost control. Too fast, the state troopers said. She had been going too fast and lost control. The car hit the rock wall. She died instantly, they said. Her friends survived. The rock wall saved them from plunging over the cliff.

The tragedy had brought the whole town together, everyone said. They had all loved Rhys. Hundreds and hundreds of people came to the funeral. They cried and hugged her parents as Mallory stood there off to the side and invisible, listening to all the condolences. Everyone kept saying, “what a tragedy. Such a beautiful young girl.”

Such a beautiful girl. Our princess. The light of our lives. Such a treasure. A real talent. How lucky you were to have those years with her. She’s with her father in heaven now. Jesus had called her home, they all said. And Mallory stood there alone, watching her mother’s lips move as she thanked everyone. And then later, after the kitchen had been piled high with baked goods and casseroles and platters of fried chicken, her parents wept and held each other as she watched, uninvited, her grief silenced as she went about her chores.

Behind her, Mallory hears police sirens. More than one. She imagines three or four police cars are following her. She imagines that in one of the cars are the same troopers who stood in the living room and told them that Rhys was dead.

She hits the gas. The curve is coming up. She knows it well. They drive up here every Sunday after church to tend the cross and honor her sister’s memory. Now, she can see it, the rock wall, and next to it the opening in the ridge that leads to the valley below. She veers toward the opening, looking up through the sunroof at the blue band of heaven above, ready to join Rhys there.

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avendalepainted · 15 days ago

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Adriatica Village in McKinney feels like a little slice of Europe right here in Texas. The architecture gives off a Mediterranean vibe, with cobblestone streets and charming buildings that make it a fun place to explore. You can grab a coffee at one of the local cafés or enjoy a meal at a cozy restaurant. The village also has shops where you can find unique items, making it a great spot for a leisurely afternoon. If you’re into walking, the peaceful surroundings and lake views make for a nice stroll. Whether you’re out for a date night or just a quiet escape, Adriatica offers a special atmosphere that makes you feel like you’ve stepped into another world without leaving McKinney.

An Indie Bookstore in Collin County? McKinney Welcomes a New ‘Neighbor’

It’s exciting to see McKinney welcome a new indie bookstore, especially one like Neighbor, which brings something fresh to the area. The space itself is inviting, with enough room for browsing and chatting, plus comfy spots to read or relax. The store’s focus on community and connection is clear—Joey Honescko’s belief in neighborhoods really comes through in the shop’s atmosphere. What makes Neighbor stand out is its diverse selection, from cookbooks and memoirs to poetry, with a layout that encourages discovery. Organizing the books by author instead of genre is a clever touch, making it easier to stumble upon hidden gems. It’s clear that Neighbor isn’t just about selling books but fostering connections and sparking curiosity, which makes it a welcome addition to the area.

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Adriatica Village 6602 Mediterranean Dr, McKinney, TX 75070, United States Head northeast on Mediterranean Dr 0.0 mi At the traffic circle, take the 2nd exit onto Adriatic Pkwy 0.2 mi Turn right onto Virginia Pkwy 1.5 mi Use the left 2 lanes to turn left onto Lake Forest Dr Destination will be on the right 2.3 mi Avendale Painted Tree 2600 N Lake Forest Dr, McKinney, TX 75071, United States

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dankusner · 24 days ago

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“The Road Gang” Derailed Dallas’s Streetcar Dreams, but Bike Friendly South Dallas is Leading a Two-Wheeled Revolution

The saying goes that “everything is bigger in Texas.”

The Lone State has gained a reputation for having large-scale everything – from its ranches and oil fields to its cowboy hats, food portions, and probably consequently, its people.

The saying has, for decades, served as a playful exaggeration meant to highlight Texas’s excessive size, resources, pride and ego. Texas’ self-proclaimed pretentious jewel, Dallas, is no different.

A northern-set miniature, reflective of its parent state, Dallas boasts much of the same “bigness�� – from its booming population and ever-growing brunch scene, to its footprint.

Still, while the city’s large footprint means ample space to spend on residential and commercial developments with plenty of change left over for green spaces, there’s one major issue: the ever expanding urban sprawl in a city that was already fairly spread out.

But Dallas living didn’t always mean car dependency.

In fact, Dallas was once a walkable place – just dense and compacted enough that people could get between their work, leisure and home lives simply by putting one front in front of the other or via an extensive streetcar system.

Between 1889 and 1936, the city inhabitants would have access to a fully functional and booming public transit system that, at its peak, operated close to 400 cars between 20 routes, all riding atop 200 miles of track.

For nearly 30 years, these streetcars ruled Dallas transit, shuffling people around the most densely populated areas of the city.

The system also featured a tie-in to a wider light rail train system.

“Not only could you take a train through the city – an extensive out-of-town light rail network also existed to take you to places like Waco, Ft. Worth, and Corsicana, with trains departing every hour from the Interurban Building downtown”, writes Jake Berman, cartographer and historian who studies the researches and redraws maps of the lost streetcar and subway systems of America.

By the late 1930s, buses – a cheaper competitor – had rolled onto the transit scene.

Met by the ever rising costs of maintaining the streetcars, the devastating Great Depression and National City Lines’ acquiring of local streetcar systems and subsequent conversion to bus operations (which was backed by investment from General Motors, Firestone Tire, Standard Oil of California, Federal Engineering, Phillips Petroleum, and Mack Trucks), by the 1950s, streetcars were difficult to find.

A redrawing of the Dallas streetcar system by Jake Berman, a New York City-based writer, cartographer, and historian.

The image is featured in his book “The Lost Subways of North America: A Cartographic Guide to the Past, Present, and What Might Have Been.”

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“The system survived until after World War II, but was eventually dismantled in favor of highway construction as the system became unprofitable to run”, explained Berman.

By 1954, a desperate Dallas City Council ordered the streetcars to be shut down within two years, and in January 1956, the final lines were officially removed from service.

For Dallas and much of the rest of the nation, the shuttering of the streetcar system would mark the beginning of the widespread adoption of automobiles as a mode of transportation that provided a more convenient and flexible transportation as the city grew and expanded outwards.

Following the General Motors streetcar conspiracy, car, oil, construction, rubber, asphalt, trucking, and limestone industries (known as “The Road Gang”) would begin to lobby hard for government funding to build and maintain extensive highway and expressway networks and parking facilities while opposing initiatives to expand public transportation systems, supporting suburban development to create more spread-out cities, and advertising to promote car ownership as part of a more desirable lifestyle.

Once a bustling hub of Dallas’s streetcar activity, South Dallas was a predominantly affluent neighborhood tied into the rest of the city.

Today, however, South Dallas is still dealing with the neglect of Civil Rights Movement era white flight, intentional divestment, removal of historic landmarks, displaced residents, and highway construction – with the construction of Interstates 35, 45, and 175 between the 1950 and 1970s cutting through the heart of South Dallas, disrupting businesses, dividing the community and increasing urban sprawl.

A bustling scene at the Interurban Building in Downtown Dallas, circa 1925. (Bud Biggs Collection, Dallas Public Library)

As a result of this transit neglect, transportation inequities have continued to disproportionately impact South Dallas.

Fewer public transportation options with infrequent routes and limited coverage means it’s more difficult for residents to reach jobs, schools, healthcare facilities, and other essential destinations.

There are also financial barriers, as residents can find it difficult to afford a vehicle and the associated costs including insurance, registration, fuel, and repairs.

Still, South Dallas residents are turning a new corner, and back to a childhood pastime that’s now being recognized as a reliable and renewable means of transportation – cycling.

Ashly Fletcher and her team are chartering the route.

Fletcher founded Bike Friendly South Dallas, the only African American founded bicycle education non-profit in the state of Texas, in 2012.

“It started with me riding with some of my girlfriends and I noticed that people really liked what we were doing”, she says.

“People would say that they had never seen women of color who were full-sized biking like us – they were used to white guys in spandex.”

Ashly says that she soon realized that she wanted to do more with biking in South Dallas and began thinking of ways to educate others about how biking could be both fun and productive, as a passion and a reliable mode of transportation.

“After a while, Cornerstone Baptist Church got wind of what we were doing, liked it, and asked what we needed – I said, ‘we need a building to house a bike shop.’”

Before long, Bike Friendly South Dallas had a space to call their own.

“They gave us this space and ended up raising $330,000 for us to build it out the way we needed and launch our operation”, Fletcher explained.

Ashley Fletcher, founder of Bike Friendly South Dallas, a community-based organization working to revitalize transportation in South Dallas.

Today, Bike Friendly South Dallas aims to promote cycling as a safe, accessible, and enjoyable mode of transportation into, out of and around South Dallas.

But besides education and bike maintenance, the organization works to further bike policy in the city.

While Dallas has made significant strides in recent years to become a more bike-friendly city, the city is still heavily car dependent and is expected to remain as such as the population grows and the city spreads away from its center.

In 2011, Dallas adopted a comprehensive Bike Plan, which outlined the city’s vision for expanding the bike network and improving safety for cyclists.

Since then, the city has been expanding the bike network, including building new bike lanes, trails, and shared paths.

Today, there are now over 200 miles of bikeways in Dallas with various initiatives to improve safety for cyclists, such as educational campaigns, engineering improvements, and law enforcement training.

Despite progress, Dallas still faces challenges in becoming a truly bike-friendly city.

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These include traffic congestion, lack of safe infrastructure in some areas, and public perception.

Fletcher says that her organization is constantly pushing for the improvement of biking infrastructure in the neighborhood and around the city by advocating for enhancements such as a more comprehensive trail system and more bike lanes and racks.

By creating a more bike-friendly environment, Bike Friendly South Dallas hopes to encourage residents to adopt cycling as a regular part of their daily lives.

This can have many benefits, including improved health, reduced transportation costs, and a more sustainable community.

Then, there is the issue of cost.

Ashly says that Bike Friendly South Dallas is also committed to making cycling, as a reliable and legitimate means of transportation, accessible to anyone who’s willing to work for it.

Fletcher says they do this through “sweat equity”, wherein residents can earn a bike through service.

“A good way to earn a bike is, you come in, and say ‘I need a bike. This is a good bike. I think I’ll take this bike. This bike is five hours? I’ll sweep the parking lot. I’ll clean the bathroom. I’ll fix a couple bikes that need to be fixed.’”

This way, Ashly says, not only are members of the community gaining the agency that comes with reliable transportation, but they’re gaining it through labor that’s invested back into the community.

“There’s a sense of pride that comes with earning your own bike, and a little more each time you come into the shop to work on your bike when it needs a little tune up.”

Volunteers like Anthony, a South Dallas community member, bicycle enthusiast and volunteer showcase this pride daily.

Anthony, who happened to be working on several bikes as the Dallas Weekly interviewed Ashly, explained that he liked “being in the shop, just working on things for other people.”

In a city where car ownership can be a luxury, Bike Friendly South Dallas is providing a lifeline for residents.

These bikes represent freedom, mobility, and a brighter future for South Dallas.

Later in the evening, Anthony would get the chance to help another community member who would drift into the shop earn a bike of his own.

Two rims, inner tubes, tires, and a new chain later, yet another South Dallas resident would leave with his own reliable mode of transportation – connecting him to an expanding world of economic, education, healthcare, and social opportunities in and around South Dallas.

The recent resurgence of cycling culture is breathing new life into the neighborhood.

Bike-friendly initiatives, including dedicated bike lanes, repair stations, and community rides, are not only improving transportation options but also fostering a sense of camaraderie among residents.

As South Dallas embraces its cycling heritage, it’s clear that two wheels at a time can bridge the gap left by the city’s lost streetcars. Bike Friendly South Dallas is helping to bridge that gap by getting “more butts on bikes!”

Cruising through South Dallas:

This classic cruiser bike is a popular choice among residents looking for a comfortable and stylish way to get around. Bike Friendly South Dallas is helping to make cycling a viable transportation option for people of all ages and backgrounds.

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onyxblackcar · 2 months ago

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The Best Weddings Transportation Services in Dallas for a Stress-Free Experience

Planning a wedding can be a monumental task, filled with countless details that need to be coordinated in perfect harmony. One of the most critical aspects of this intricate process is transportation. The right wedding transportation not only ensures that you and your guests arrive at the venue on time but also adds an element of elegance and style to your special day. In Dallas, a city known for its vibrant culture and sprawling urban landscape, there are numerous transportation services catering to the unique needs of wedding celebrations. This article delves into the various types of weddings transportation in Dallas, each offering distinctive features that can enhance your wedding experience.

Limousines: The Classic Choice

When one thinks of wedding transportation, the image of a luxurious limousine often comes to mind. Limousines have been a staple in wedding transportation for decades, and for good reason. They provide a level of sophistication that few other vehicles can match. In Dallas, a variety of limousine services are available, offering a range of models to suit your personal style and wedding theme.

Imagine stepping out of a sleek black stretch limousine, the sunlight glinting off its polished surface as you make your grand entrance. The spacious interior can accommodate not just the bride and groom, but also the bridal party, allowing for a shared moment of excitement before the ceremony. Many limousine services in Dallas offer amenities such as champagne service, mood lighting, and top-notch sound systems, ensuring that the ride is as enjoyable as the destination.

Moreover, choosing a limousine service can alleviate stress on the wedding day. With a professional chauffeur at the helm, you can rest assured that you will arrive at your venue punctually and safely. This also allows you to focus on the more joyous aspects of the day rather than worrying about navigating traffic or parking.

Vintage Cars: A Touch of Romance

For couples looking to infuse their wedding with a sense of nostalgia, vintage cars can be an exquisite choice. Dallas boasts several transportation companies that offer beautifully restored classic cars, from elegant Rolls Royces to charming Volkswagen buses.

Opting for a vintage car not only elevates the aesthetic of your wedding but also provides a unique storytelling element. Picture yourself arriving at your ceremony in a stunning 1960s Cadillac, the soft rumble of the engine a fitting backdrop to the excitement of the day. Vintage cars often come with their own rich history, adding a layer of charm and romance that modern vehicles simply cannot replicate.

In addition to their visual appeal, vintage cars can also serve as a beautiful backdrop for wedding photography. The contrast of the classic vehicle with your wedding attire can create breathtaking images that you will cherish for a lifetime. Furthermore, many vintage car services in Dallas offer customization options, allowing you to decorate the vehicle to match your wedding theme, enhancing the personalized touch of your special day.

Shuttle Services: Keeping Guests Together

While the bride and groom are the stars of the show, ensuring that your guests have a pleasant experience is equally important. This is where shuttle services come into play. In a bustling city like Dallas, arranging transportation for out-of-town guests or even local attendees can be a logistical challenge. Shuttle services offer a practical solution to this issue.

These services can transport guests from designated pickup points, such as hotels or airports, directly to the wedding venue. This not only simplifies the travel process for your guests but also enhances their overall experience. After all, the wedding day should be about celebrating love and togetherness, and shuttle services help to foster that communal spirit.

Moreover, having a shuttle service allows you to provide a safe option for guests who may wish to indulge in celebratory drinks during the reception. By facilitating transportation, you can ensure that everyone enjoys the festivities without the worry of how to get home afterward. This thoughtful gesture can greatly enhance the atmosphere of your wedding, making it a more enjoyable occasion for all.

Party Buses: Fun on Wheels

For couples looking to kick off the celebrations before the wedding even begins, a party bus can be an ideal choice. These spacious vehicles can accommodate large groups, making them perfect for transporting the bridal party or even hosting a pre-wedding celebration.

Imagine the excitement of gathering with your closest friends, sipping on drinks, and enjoying music as you make your way to the venue. Party buses in Dallas are equipped with various amenities, including large sound systems, dance floors, and even mini bars, creating a festive atmosphere throughout the journey. This can be particularly advantageous if you have multiple stops to make, such as a photo session at a scenic location before heading to the ceremony.

In addition to providing a fun and lively experience, party buses also streamline logistics on your wedding day. By consolidating transportation into one vehicle, you can simplify the planning process and ensure that everyone arrives together, avoiding the chaos that can often accompany separate rides.

Luxury Car Rentals: For the Discerning Couple

For those who prefer a more understated yet equally elegant mode of transportation, luxury car rentals offer an excellent alternative. Dallas is home to numerous rental services featuring high-end vehicles, ranging from sleek sports cars to high-performance sedans.

Renting a luxury vehicle allows couples to make a statement without the ostentation of a limousine. Picture yourself embarking on your honeymoon in a stunning convertible, the wind in your hair as you drive away from the wedding venue. This choice not only enhances your wedding day but also sets the tone for the adventures to come.

Luxury car rentals can also be a great option for those who wish to maintain a certain level of privacy. Unlike larger vehicles, a luxury car allows for a more intimate setting, perfect for couples who prefer quiet moments together, away from the bustle of the celebration. Additionally, many rental services offer flexible options for duration, allowing you to tailor the rental to fit your specific needs.

Conclusion: Choosing the Right Transportation

Selecting the best wedding transportation services in Dallas is integral to ensuring a smooth and enjoyable experience on your special day. Whether you opt for the classic elegance of a limousine, the charm of a vintage car, the practicality of a shuttle service, the fun of a party bus, or the understated luxury of a high-end rental, each option comes with its own unique benefits.

Ultimately, the key is to consider your personal style, the needs of your guests, and the overall theme of your wedding. By carefully evaluating the available options, you can make a choice that not only enhances the aesthetic of your celebration but also contributes to a stress-free experience that you and your guests will remember fondly for years to come. With the right transportation in place, you can focus on what truly matters: celebrating love and creating lasting memories.

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nforesthaven · 2 months ago

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Living Made Easy

Living in an assisted living community provides numerous benefits, including enhanced support and a sense of community. At New Forest Haven, an assisted living community in Denton, residents enjoy a range of features designed to simplify their lives. The apartment suites are crafted for convenience and privacy, while on-call and on-site maintenance ensure that any issues are promptly addressed. Easy access to freeways, shopping, and public transportation makes getting around simple and convenient. The community fosters a warm and welcoming atmosphere, complete with 24/7 wellness and care services. These thoughtful features make New Forest Haven an ideal choice for those seeking a supportive, well-connected, and comfortable living environment.

The Transportation System in Denton, TX

The transportation system in Denton, Texas, makes it easy to get around. The city has buses operated by the Denton County Transportation Authority (DCTA), which offer routes around town and to nearby cities like Dallas and Lewisville. For longer trips, Denton has access to major highways like I-35, which connects it to other parts of Texas. There is also a train service called the A-train, which runs from Denton to Carrollton, where you can catch the DART (Dallas Area Rapid Transit) to travel to Dallas and other areas. Denton is also bike-friendly, with several bike lanes and trails. Whether by car, bus, train, or bike, Denton's transportation system helps people move around easily and efficiently.

Bayless-Selby House Museum in Denton, Texas

The Bayless-Selby House Museum in Denton, Texas, is a cool place to visit and learn about the past. This historic home, built in the 1880s, is like a time capsule that shows how people lived long ago. Inside, you can see old-fashioned furniture, decorations, and household items that were used by families back in the 19th century. The museum offers guided tours where you can learn interesting facts about the house and the people who lived there. It’s located in Denton’s historic district, so it’s easy to explore other nearby attractions too. The Bayless-Selby House Museum is a fun and educational spot for anyone interested in history and how life used to be.

First Human Case of West Nile Virus Confirmed in Denton County

West Nile Virus is a virus that can make people sick. It is usually spread by mosquitoes that have bitten infected birds. Most people who get West Nile Virus don’t feel very sick, but some can get a high fever, headache, and body aches. In rare cases, it can cause more serious problems like swelling in the brain. Recently, Denton County confirmed its first human case of West Nile Virus. This means that someone in the area has been diagnosed with the virus. It’s important to protect yourself from mosquito bites by using insect repellent and wearing long sleeves and pants. Keeping your home free of standing water where mosquitoes can breed also helps reduce the risk.

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Bayless-Selby House Museum 317 W Mulberry St, Denton, TX 76201, United States Get on I-35E N from S Carroll Blvd, Fort Worth Dr and Lindsey St 4 min (1.5 mi) Take I-35W S, I-35 S, TX-130 S and I-35 S to I- 410 Access Rd/NW Loop 410/NW Loop 410 Acc Rd in San Antonio. Take exit 14A from I-410 W 4 hr 28 min (315 mi) Continue on I- 410 Access Rd/NW Loop 410/NW Loop 410 Acc Rd to your destination 3 min (0.8 mi) New Forest Haven - 55+ Independent Living 5034 Newforest St, San Antonio, TX 78229, United States

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Dallas Limo Service providing best tips How to Avoid Excessive Nervous Drinking at Your Wedding

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annieintheaair · 5 months ago

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When the chaos goes away, why do I kinda wish it stayed? I spent a year trying to make it out and I don't know how to function now. When the chaos goes away, why am I still not okay?

Saturday I felt pretty lazy after getting home from work so by the time the evening rolled around, I knew I needed to get out. I picked up poké for dinner and then went to the winery in town. I got a bottle of rosé but they would only allow me to drink one glass there since I was by myself. I thought it was pretty unfair. After only an hour of listening to the live music, I took my bottle and headed home.

Sunday I went to my sister's house and spent some time at the pool with her, my nieces and nephew, and their neighbor friends. I ended up finishing out the day with a yoga class. I knew I needed something for dinner and once I got home, there was no way I'd be going back out, so I went to Hudson House and sat at the bar. Since it was my last night of freedom before starting reserve, I really wanted to enjoy it. I got a lobster roll, a spicy cucumber margarita, and a lemon drop. It was kind of a splurge dinner but it was totally worth it. I guess that's the benefit of being single and dining alone -- a splurge dinner isn't that big of a deal when it's just you. I was probably the most underdressed person there in my yoga clothes but I didn't care all that much.

At home, I called it a night and went to bed since I needed to be up on time Monday morning for a virtual therapy appointment at 8am. I thought it was finally time to try a new therapist so I met with Diara and so far I like her and plan on meeting with her again next week.

Monday afternoon I was feeling brave so I ventured off to Costco, praying scheduling wouldn't call me at least until I got home. I had put in an aggressive bid for some ODANs but at the same time, didn't really want to go to work.

I was home making dinner by the time I got the call -- an assignment for an XNA ODAN, working with Katie and Lynnsie, two flight attendants that I actually enjoy working with. Our flight ended up being delayed but I went to work on time anyway. I couldn't sign in for my trip when I got there so I tried to call scheduling but after 40 minutes, I was late for sign-in and unable to get through to anyone. Katie called the MOD from her phone while I continued to wait on hold. The MOD couldn't sign me in either but alerted the tower that I was there and unable to sign-in. By some miracle, I was signed in eventually.

On our flight to XNA, Katie and I heard this really loud humming noise. It was so irritating that I called the captain. He asked us if we could figure out where it was coming from. We listened around and determined that it was the forward door that catering uses. It was then determined that we had an air leak.

In XNA, the captain tried to get them to send maintenance out right away but of course, luck would have it, they didn't come out all night. We had a short hotel nap and were back at the airport by 4am. We boarded the flight at 4:30am and then sat on the plane for hours waiting for maintenance. The maintenance guys said they couldn't open the aircraft door so I had to stand there opening and closing it for them, as needed. Once they thought they had resolved the issue, it was determined that we would need to do a pressurization test so all of the passengers would need to deplane.

We decided to go get breakfast so I got a bagel with lox and a latte. We got back to the plane and the test still wasn't done. Finally, the captain came out and told us the plane was done and out of service. He had accidentally pressed a button that caused the fire extinguisher in the cargo to go off so we could no longer fly the plane back to Dallas with passengers.

We called scheduling and they wouldn't put us on a deadhead until 8:15pm. We tried to get on a flight but of course, everything was oversold. Then we tried booking a rental car to drive home and the rental car companies all told us they were not accepting any same-day bookings. Instead, I booked our hotel rooms and we had the company send us an Uber to take us to the hotel.

As it turned out, the Uber driver's mom works in XNA in operations for my company. He got her on the phone and she told us that they had found new pilots and they would be ferrying the plane back to DFW and we could get on it.

We rested at the hotel briefly before going to Crabby's for lunch. I had ahi tuna with risotto.

We were finishing up lunch when we found out that our Uber back to the airport was on its way. We quickly rushed back to our rooms and changed as fast as possible.

Back at the airport, we talked to the agents and they allowed us back down to our broken airplane. Not long later, the pilots arrived from DFW and we took off on our passenger-less plane.

In DFW, we were supposed to land in terminal D and then ended up having to go to the hangar instead. It was quite an experience. The mechanics pulled up the ramp stand and then led us through the hangar to a van and drove us to the parking lots to our cars.

Of course, my drive home was during prime traffic hour so it took forever to get home and I was so anxious to get back to my dogs.

I forgot to cancel my yoga class that night so I went to yoga at 7pm, which was honestly probably what I needed anyway.

Wednesday morning I had my work meeting for my second job, since I had to ask my team to reschedule due to the trip drama on Tuesday. I was trying to get things done around the house, like laundry, packing, etc., but ended up on my couch napping in the afternoon. When I woke up, Matt texted me that there were 2-day trips open and I was next to be called. They ran through the reserve list so fast. I started freaking out and quickly packed my suitcase. I was literally sweating.

Of course, by the time my phone rang, it was prime traffic hour, once again, so I quickly threw everything in my car and drove through the insane traffic trying to get to my dog sitter's house an hour away. I knew I wouldn't make it to work on time and luckily, a friend of my mom's lives close to the airport so I dropped the dogs off with her and she took them the rest of the way to my dog sitter. I literally made it to work just in time.

I hadn't eaten much all day so I grabbed a loaded potato at Cousin's BBQ before boarding my flight to SNA. I knew it would be a while before I'd actually get to eat it.

I hadn't done a first-class meal service in probably at least three years and holy crap has it changed. We used to have two meal choices and now we have SIX! There were so many preorders, too, which you'd think would make it easier but everyone switched seats so no one was in their assigned seat. It was insane and I was so relieved when we finally arrived in California.

California was literally a breath of fresh air. It was only about 75 degrees, which is basically a cold front compared to DFW. I got to my hotel room and knew I didn't want to just go to bed. I decided to venture down to the hotel bar for a drink. I had a gin and tonic before asking them if they could make an espresso martini (and then had two of those). I ended up talking to a Southwest flight attendant and a Delta flight attendant, who were talking to this random lady at the bar. When the hotel bar closed down for the night, I mentioned that I wasn't ready to call it a night and the lady, Lacey, excitedly offered to join me.

I had found this place called Ruin Bar nearby and it looked super cool so I wanted to check it out since it was open until midnight. I got an Uber and Lacey came with me to the bar. She told me her life story and how she was staying at the hotel for a night away from her husband, who she had been married to for 30 years, but they had an argument about their three kids and she decided she needed to take a night to herself. I guess I've been through enough therapy myself that she told me that I should be a therapist because I was so good at listening to her and responding with the right questions and validation.

At the bar, we got some fun cocktails that were basically tropical-themed. We were sitting there and she was talking, waving her hands in the air when she accidentally hit a guy behind her. The guy behind her, Drew, turned out to be a comedian who had just come from his set and was grabbing a drink before calling it a night. We ended up talking to him and Lacey kept going on about wanting to go to Del Taco when she suddenly disappeared. She literally left the bar, drink in hand, Drew went after her, but she was nowhere to be found.

Drew and I finished our drinks before deciding to go to a dive bar where we had one more drink each and some food truck man came around taking orders for late-night food so we got some mac and cheese.

I think it was about 3am by the time I got back to my hotel room. I took a shower and crawled into bed. I set my alarm for 7:30am (brutal, I know) so that I could wake up on time to check for changes and cancelations for my other job and then let myself go back to sleep for another few hours.

By 11am, I was ready and went to the coffee shop next door for avocado toast and a strawberry matcha. I had a meeting with my coworker via video chat and then ran back to the hotel to get ready.

Drew picked me up around 12:30pm to go to Balboa Island. We walked through town, grabbed coffee, continued walking along the beach, and then stopped for lunch. I didn't get to eat much of my lunch because I needed to get back to the hotel so I had to take it to go.

Back in my room, I packed my bag and changed my clothes and then we were back at the airport ready to fly home.

Luckily the passengers were a little more relaxed going back to DFW than the ones going to SNA and I had four fewer passengers in first class, which also helped. I don't know what it was but I was so hot, especially from running up and down the aisle a million times, that I ended up feeling nauseous. I couldn't wait to get home.

Of course, it took me forever to get home last night because the highway was closed, yet again, so I had to take a massive detour. When I finally got home, it was about 11pm and I took a shower and immediately got into bed. I didn't have any Pepto left in my house and recently cleaned out old, expired meds so I didn't have any Tylenol or Advil. I just prayed that I'd feel better and went to sleep.

Fortunately, I felt better this morning and was able to get some work done and then go to yoga. I ran a few errands after that and then came home, did more work, and decided to make dinner/lunch since I've been cooking Home Chef meals this month. It turned out pretty good.

Now, I'm decompressing and trying to relax a bit before I head off to OKC tonight for another ODAN. I'm technically off today and the rest of the weekend but picked up this trip for extra money.

I'm really dreading Monday, now that I know I won't always be assigned ODANs on reserve this month. I feel like all of the plans that I made to prepare for this month just fell apart. All of the dog sitters I found locally are unreliable. I still don't understand the whole purpose of why I needed to move here for a year but I can tell you one thing -- this year has really made me appreciate the support I had where I used to live. There is honestly no better dog sitter than the one I have back there. It's weird being home alone without my dogs right now but it was too much back and forth for everyone so I'll pick them up tomorrow.

Hopefully, my trip tonight goes smoothly and I can get some sleep since I have a busy day tomorrow.

xoxo

Annie

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westdallasgang · 2 months ago

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Clyde's and Ralph Fult's life after prison and the formation of The Barrow Gang:

Ralph Fults had been released from the Eastham prison farm before Clyde on August 26, 1931. He’d gone home to McKinney to wait for Clyde’s release. The duo planned the dramatic Eastham prison break they’d talked about while swinging axes on the farm woodpile. He knew Cumie Barrow was working hard to secure a parole for Clyde, and with the prison overcrowding, it would be just a matter of time before he, too, was set free. Ralph was more pragmatic than Clyde about post-prison employment. He didn’t look for a job while waiting for his friend to get out. Instead, Ralph supported himself by gambling. It was a lot more fun than slaving away in some sweatshop. Although he himself managed to avoid being arrested, he couldn’t resist aiding in a January breakout from the McKinney jail in 1932. An 18 year old Raymond Hamilton was awaiting arraignment there on several charges of auto theft. Raymond, from West Dallas, told him he was an old friend of Clyde’s. Ralph smuggled hacksaw blades he concealed in the spines of several magazines. Raymond used the blades to cut his way out of his cell on January 27, 1932. He ended up back in West Dallas, grateful to Ralph and hoping to hear from him again.

In early February of 1932, Clyde was released from prison. He started out helping his father with small chores. His real challenge though was learning to walk without crutches after cutting 2 of his toes off with an axe weeks ago in prison. Clyde wanted to build an auto shop adjacent to the family filling station but lacked funds. He was hired, then fired, at several jobs. The Dallas police were well aware he was back, and they didn’t want him around. The old pattern of being regularly picked up for questioning resumed. Clyde swore he intended to go straight. The cops didn’t believe him. Employers didn’t have any patience for an ex-con who was regularly yanked away from work by the law. He never lasted more than a few days in any job. Clyde's sister, Nell, met a man who ran a construction crew in Framingham, Massachusetts. He said he’d hire her brother if he moved there. Clyde was reluctant to go. Bonnie hadn’t remained faithful when he was away in prison but he needed steady income to get start-up money for his auto repair business. Emma Parker claimed she told Clyde it would be fine with her if, once he’d gotten himself established in Framingham, Bonnie would move there, too. If she did tell him that, she didn’t mean it. Bonnie's sister, Billie, swore that her mother was unstinting in her appeals for Bonnie to drop Clyde the minute he left town.

Clyde went to Framingham and hated it. At first, he meant to stick it out until he’d raised enough money to come home and open his shop. Clyde went by the alias Jack Stuwart because he was afraid Dallas police would warn their Massachusetts counterparts. About 2 weeks after he’d left, he was back home. He told an angry Nell that he nearly died from loneliness in Massachusetts. More out of habit than hope, Clyde resumed job hunting in Dallas and Bonnie was thrilled to have him back. Further temptation for Clyde to give up on going straight arrived in the person of his Eastham pal Ralph Fults. Ralph eventually saw a small article in the newspaper listing Clyde Barrow as one of several prisoners recently paroled by the governor. Around the middle of March, he hopped a train to Dallas. This trip came soon after Clyde had returned to Texas from Massachusetts.

After arriving at the main Dallas station, Ralph stole a car and drove out to the Barrow service station. When he introduced himself to Clyde's father, Henry, he was told that Clyde was at work and would be home soon. That surprised Ralph, who hadn’t thought Clyde would attempt to make an honest living. It was a cold day. Henry and Cumie invited their visitor to wait inside, where L.C., Marie, and Buck’s wife, Blanche, were huddled around a wood-burning stove. When Clyde got home, he announced that he’d just been fired again. Enough was enough: Clyde informed his parents and Ralph that he was never going to work again. Previously, car theft and small-business safe crackings had been intended to supplement his honestly earned income. Now he’d devote his full attention to lawbreaking. Their long-discussed prison break at Eastham farm was now in the works. Bonnie told her mother that she’d been offered a wonderful job selling cosmetics in Houston and that sometime, very soon, she’d be moving there. Emma was delighted, less for the employment opportunity than for the fact that her daughter would get away from the malign influence of Clyde Barrow. But Bonnie was lying. Clyde and Ralph had formed a gang with Raymond Hamilton, and at Clyde’s invitation Bonnie planned to leave home and travel with them—thus the creation of The Barrow Gang.

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