Just waitin for Oak Cliff to blow up.
When’s the John Wiley Price trial?
About eight years ago I got lost looking for the state fairgrounds and Cotton Bowl and took an unplanned tour of Oak Cliff. That was eye opening. I got out a 357 and stuck it under my leg where it was quickly available.
It was around 10 AM and we couldn’t believe all the fine gents strolling around with paper sacks. Or in some cases laying on the sidewalks. No doubt they were just taking breaks from their jobs.