Category: Every car is a story.
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MELBA’S BUCKING BRONCO
Melba Maynard worked at the Prarie View Savings & Loan back in ’69. She’d been there ten or twelve years at that point. Always first one in, last one out. She was not an attractive woman and had never married. When guys would mention her name while throwing back a few beers at the Lucky…
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INDESTRUCTIBLE
Jack Lucas was a pretty good sized kid for his age, but chose not to waste that God-given gift on playing football or purchasing Pabst Blue Ribbon for his smaller contemporaries, though he easily could have done either. He had bigger plans in mind when he forged his mother’s signature on a recruitment form and…
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KID STUFF
Seemed like such a good idea at the time. Angus Dugan, the manager of the Ben Franklin, thought he’d invest in an attraction to put out in front of the store to entertain the little ones, enabling their mothers to stay in the store shopping a little longer without being bothered. The theory was that whatever…
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BANKING ON IT
Back in the 60s, Scooter’s cousins lived in Minnesota, about an hour north of the Twin Cities. He’d usually go up for a visit between Christmas and New Years to spend time with family and get a taste of life that was so different from that in Fort Stockton. Back then you could count on a…
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MAGGIE’S GIFT
Back in ’76 Henry and Maggie couldn’t wait any longer, ran off and eloped rather than holding off till he graduated from Pecos State College. It made no sense on paper, but then on paper is not where such decisions are made. The two had met in high school, and been dating for three years,…
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MAKIN’ WAVES
It’s been a beautiful fall this year in Fort Stockton, despite the fact that it was an unmerciful, brutal summer. “Things have a way of evening out like that.” Pastor Peterson says. “God takes steps to make up in one area for what fell short in another.” I’d never really thought of God working that…
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TABLE TALK
Rex Hall, who owns the drug store here in Fort Stockton, Rex Hall Drug, came in and plopped down at the table over at the Grounds for Divorce this morning. Seemed a little tense. Said he was still recuperating from the holiday gathering yesterday. “Some day I’ll learn,” he sighed. Seems it was he and his wife’s…
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OVER THE RIVER AND THROUGH THE WOODS
Aunt Mae got a gold Eldorado brand new from her second husband in ’69. She kept the car longer than she kept him, or husband #3 or #4, for that matter. Somewhere after husband Number One became history, but long before husband Number Two fell prey to Mae’s womanly wiles, she had a fling with…
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COLLATERAL DAMAGE
“Big Jim” and his wife Judy had lived in Fort Stockton their entire lives, worked hard, saved, and were finally ready to retire and enjoy the good life. As a retirement gift to himself and a surprise for Judy, Big Jim had gone down to Cactus Cadillac in early November of ’63 and traded in…
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ANATOMY OF THE TIMES
Imagine, if you will, the combination of something that blends the norms of everything that came before it. Something that crosses lines and breaks rules. Something that brings together a group of people to create and produce it who are well known and highly regarded for their earlier contributions, and solidify their reputations with a work that…