______________________________ DURING THE NIGHT at the end of SATURDAY, AUGUST 13th, 1960 and before dawn SUNDAY MORNING THE 14th
That Saturday has certainly been a fun day with the new go kart, and having races with Ryan Lynx's go kart as well. Jed, Rex, Clarence and Donna had been watching some television after supper that evening, and it was now 10:30 at night. "We have church tomorrow", Al said to the cubs. "It's time to be getting to bed". "That's right", Marge affirmed. "You cubs don't need to be falling asleep during services tomorrow". "Are we going to watch the planes take off after church tomorrow?", Rex asked. "It's still a go", Al answered as the cubs cheered. "Let's get the TV turned off", Marge said. Jed turned off the TV as Al turned the radio in the dining room on to play low during the night...The family always did have the radio playing softly during the nights.
Then it was off to bed...However, after the boys got to bed, they spent some time having conversation, joking around and laughing. Donna even stepped out of her bedroom, went to the doorway of the boy's bedroom and made some funny noises which got the boys and her laughing.
In the master bedroom, Marge said to Al, "It doesn't sound like the cubs are getting to sleep". "Yup. I know", Al replied as he got up out of bed to deal with the situation. Hey. When your mother and I said to bed, that's what that means", Al announced to the cubs from the hallway. "Okay okay", Donna said as she scampered back to her bedroom from acting up near the boys' bedroom. "Alright, Dad. We're getting to sleep", Jed assured Al from the bedroom. Marge then stepped out from the master bedroom and said, "If you cubs fall asleep in church tomorrow, we might not go to watch the planes". "Sounds like a good game plan to me", Al added. That got the attention of the cubs real quick. After that was mentioned, Al and Marge didn't have any trouble getting the cubs to get to sleep. Al and Marge then were able to get back to bed. Before long, everyone was sound asleep. Being it was an August summer night, the windows were open with the window fans going...Air conditioning was not as widely used, or as often used, as as it would someday be 58 years later. The window fans made a soothing white noise in which to sleep by, along with the katydids singing outside, and the radio playing softly in the dining room. Some of the songs that played softly on the radio were: George Jones - White Lightning - 1959 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8E5WWX_40gs
Everyone was getting a good night's sleep that Saturday night. And though it was an August summer night, the wind from the window fans did make it feel nice and cool. Shortly after midnight, Jed made a trip to the bathroom to go pee. After flushing the toilet, Jed's noticed a song playing on the radio on his way back to bed that reminded him of a 5 year old neighborhood playmate the cubs had lost to Hepatitis-A back in 1957. Put My Little Shoes Away - Hank Snow https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuL9Q_sUSjk
He was Landon Lynx, who was Ryan and Janice Lynx's brother. Little 5 year old Landon Lynx had passed away at home on an April night in 1957, at around 2:45 am, with a visiting nurse and his family members at his bedside...Landon Lynx was outgoing and charismatic with a cheerful personality, and was greatly missed by his family and the other cubs after he was gone. The night continued on with the soothing white noise sounds of the window fans, katydids and the radio. Katydids... https://youtu.be/TjM9tZE_bDg?t=6262 Window fans... https://youtu.be/1xcITjspQpQ?t=5462 Radio... Johnnie Ray - Look Homeward Angel (1957) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmYs5KFhlpc
About an hour later around 1:00 am, Rex was awakened by Clarence talking in his sleep. Rex went over to Clarence's bed and tapped him on the shoulder. "Clarence. You're talking in your sleep", Rex said once he awakened Clarence. "Oh, sorry. I didn't know", Clarence replied. "Yea, you were talking about some hot times with Sheryl", Rex jested. "Huh!...What!...I did?!", Clarence said with concern. "I'm just kidding", Rex laughed as he assured Clarence. "Oh, you had me worried", Clarence admitted to Rex as they both laughed. "Hey guys. I'm trying to sleep", older brother Jed woke up and said to Rex and Clarence. With that said, the boys went back to sleep. In the master bedroom, Al and Marge awoke and took a few moments to bestow each other some affection...that thing husbands and wives often do. The radio continued to play softly in the dining room: The Browns - Be My Love (1957). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mQIWmv4Hq4
About an hour later, right on time at 2:07 am, the southbound Southern Pacific passenger train came speeding though Duran a few streets over from the house.
The train doesn't really wake up anyone in the neighborhood, as everyone is use to it...If anything, if for some reason that train was delayed, it would be that that would cause animals in the neighborhood to wake out of a sleep. Like a typical night in Duran, it was a pleasant and peaceful night.
Meanwhile, in Albuquerque, at around 2:00 am, the delinquent pitbull teens, Biff, Richie and Gaston with their girlfriends Sandra, Roxane and Avia, were out late cruising in Biff and Richie's Dad's 1959 Cadillac. And no doubt they were up to their usual mischief.
In the trunk of the Cadillac, along with some gumball machines they stole that night, was a length of #7 rebar (7/8" diameter) left over from one of Daddy Reginald's construction jobs. "You still haven't told me what you and Richie made that piece of cement rod into", Sandra said to Biff. "Yeah, I saw it too", Gaston said to Sandra, then asked Biff, "What is it anyway? It sure looks weird". "Oh, it's gonna be a good one", Biff's younger brother Richie laughed. As they rode along, Biff laughed and offered, "You all want to know now, or wait for the surprise?" "Let's not spoil the surprise", Roxane suggested as she pawed a fifth of Old Crow whiskey over the front seat to Sandra. Gaston and the girls then agreed to wait and find out. "There's a shopping center down the street a ways", said Biff as Sandra pawed the whiskey bottle to Biff. "I figure that would be a good place to do this thing". "Lemme get a swig there", Richie said as Biff drank a swig from the bottle. While driving, Biff pawed the bottle over for Sandra to give to Richie. After Richie took a swig, everyone laughed when Gaston said, "I'm still thirsty". After Richie got the swig of whiskey he wanted, he pawed the bottle over to Avia on the back seat so she could give it to Gaston. "Hey, bring that bottle down outa sight", Biff said to Gaston upon slowing down from 57 mph to the 45 mph speed limit. "Oh shit yea", Gaston replied as he lowered the whiskey bottle below window still level. "A copper", Roxane added as she noticed they were meeting an Albuquerque police car going the other way. Richie turned to look behind and said to Biff, "He's not turning around". "He's keeping on going", Avia added. "Glad to hear that", Biff said. "I thought he had my ass for speeding for a minute there". The street they were traveling on was a two lane, main thoroughfare with a speed limit of 45 mph. At about 2:20 am, Biff announced, "Here we are", as a small shopping center came into view on the left. "Okay...A plaza", Sandra said. "We gonna do some break-ins?". Gaston asked enthusiastically. "Yea. With that cement rod thingamajig you and Richie made?", Roxane asked. "Naw. Not tonight", Biff answered as he pulled into the plaza parking lot. "That's not what that rebar thing is for anyway". "You'll love it", Richie told the others as he and Biff laughed. The shopping plaza had that typical late 1950s contemporary architecture which was iconic for that day and time. Biff drove up to the stores, then parked the Cadillac near a TV repair place and a doughnut shop. After stopping and shutting the car off, everyone got out as Biff hit the trunk release. Upon raising the trunk lid, there was the oddly bent, #7 rebar laying along side some gumball machines they stole earlier that night. "It sure does look odd ball", Sandra mentioned as Biff pulled the rebar object out of the trunk. "It'll do the job though", Biff replied as he stood the rebar object on the pavement of the parking lot. The rebar was bent around in a circle about two and a half feet in diameter, which was the base. The rest of it was bent to continue upward two feet vertically. It then continued out horizontally for about two feet. "This is gonna be funny", Richie said. "Now we take it out to the road", Biff said as everyone laughed. "I think I know what it's for now", Gaston laughed. "Oh sheesh", Avia laughed. "Wait till a car hits that baby". "I take it that part sticking out straight faces where a car will come from", Sandra said as everyone was taking the rebar object across the parking lot to the street. "You got it, Baby", Biff replied as everyone laughed. Once they got to the curbing that separates the parking lot from the street, Biff asked, "Who wants the honors?" "Let's flip for it", Richie suggested as everyone agreed. "Single coin or odd and even?", Biff asked. "Let's do odd even", Sandra suggested. "Odd even sounds like a winner to me too", Avia said. "I'm hip with odd even", Gaston said with a drunken slur from whiskey drinking. Thus everyone agreed with everyone taking turns flipping a pair of coins odd even with each other to determine who will place the rebar object on the street. At the end of the coin flips, Roxane exclaimed, "Oooo yeah...Lucky me!" Roxane was the one who the fate of the coin flips determined to be the one who places the rebar object on the street. After checking for traffic...which there wasn't hardly any at that time of night...Roxane carried the rebar object out into the street as everyone including her laughed. She then set it on the eastbound lane with the horizontal portion pointed at where a car will be coming from. "Now we watch the show", Richie proclaimed as everyone returned back across the parking lot to the Cadillac. Once everyone got back into the Cadillac, it was now a matter of waiting for that unfortunate motorist to come along.
"I wonder what's the first car that will hit it", Richie asked. "Maybe a big truck?...I hope", Gaston replied. "Yeah, uh...Like uh, a big truck". "If it is, it will be an expensive son-of-a-bitch to tow away", Biff added as everyone let out with another round of laughter. During the time they were waiting for a car to come along, the pitbull teens had been passing the Old Crow whiskey bottle around. At one point, Avia asked, "What if somebody comes from the other way and sees that. Then takes it off the road?" "We put it back on the road after they leave...Simple", Biff answered. "I just hope some dopy dweeb don't see it and take it with them", Roxane mentioned. "Oh shit, just let somebody even think about trying that", Biff exclaimed. "I'd crank up this car and chase their ass down". "And once we catch up to them, pound their face in so hard they'll be shittin' their own teeth...Yeah! Pow pow pow pow pow!", Richie added. "You got it, little brother. That's exactly what we'd would do to them", Biff added. "Teeth in the toilet bowl", Gaston laughed, as he was getting drunk enough to start rambling off silly things. "Who ever it is will be sayin'...I got teeth on my toilet paper". As everyone laughed at Gaston's comment, Avia, who was also feeling tippy, remarked, "Mr. Poo-poo Teeth", which got even more laughter. Gaston then asked as everyone laughed, "Oh hey...What if a drunk comes walking along? And he thinks that rebar...uh...thing is a bicycle? And he tries to ride it away because he ain't got a ride? Can you imagine that?" "Hell...We'll kick his ass too", Biff laughed. Richie then laughed and mimicked a baby cry, "Waaaa", then said, "Bottle empty". "Well, the whiskey's gone", Biff mentioned. "Good while it lasted", Sandra added. As Richie was preparing to toss the bottle out of the car, Biff said, "Hold up. Save it as a projectile". "Oh yea. I guess I wasn't thinking about that", Richie said as he placed the empty Old Crow bottle down beside his feet on the floor of the Cadillac. Before long, headlights could be seen coming down the street from the west. "It's about to happen. We got a car coming", said Sandra. As the headlights got nearer and nearer, everyone anticipated that glorious moment of shit hitting the fan. "I know he's going faster than 45 mph", Biff laughed as the car, a 1959 Ford, began to come into view. "HOLY CHEESE WIZ CRAP! IT'S A COPPER!" Richie explained. "Whoa! It sure is", Roxane added. That 1959 Ford was a Bernalillo County Sheriff's Department patrol car. The delinquent pitbull teens watched the patrol car as it struck the rebar at 55 mph with a loud >WHOP<, as the rebar shoved through the grill, trashing the A/C evaporator and the radiator. "Holy freakin' shit", Sandra exclaimed as the patrol car began braking to a stop as it dragged the rebar on the pavement making an array of sparks. The cooling fan (which was belt driven in those days) was rapidly clattering against the end of the rebar as steam billowed from the front of the patrol car. Once the patrol car came to a stop, Biff said, "Ohhhh shit. Let's get outa here". Biff cranked up the Cadillac and momentarily floored it across the parking lot with the rear tires squalling and smoking, then spun wheels onto the street heading east. As they approached the patrol car, Richie flung the Old Crow whiskey bottle out, striking it's rear window and shattering it. "FUCK YOURSELF, COPPER!", Richie hollered as they sped past the patrol car. The deputy, a fox, who had been driving the patrol car picked up the mic, switched on the PA system and hollered at the fleeing Cadillac, "VERY CLEVER, JUNIOR!". As the Cadillac continued speeding away, Deputy Fox quickly opened the driver's door and dashed out. Deputy Fox's partner, Judy Rabbit, asked, "What are you doing, Nick?". "I'm going to try to catch those clowns", Deputy Nick Fox (no relation to Poindexter Fox's Uncle Nickolas Fox) said as he dislodged the rebar out of the front of the patrol car. "On a torn up radiator?", Judy Rabbit asked as Nick Fox quickly got back in and started the motor. "We'll see how far it goes", Nick replied as he switched on the siren and red flasher, put that 1959 Ford interceptor patrol car in drive and floored it. As the patrol car rapidly accelerated, Judy Rabbit picked up the mic and radioed, "Twenty six to dispatch, over". "Go ahead 26, over", dispatch replied. Judy reported, "Requesting back up. We are in high speed pursuit of several pitbull youths in a gold Cadillac going east on Zuni Road, over". "Twenty six, what is your 10-20?, over", the dispatcher asked. "East of Midway Plaza, over", Judy replied as chase speeds now approached 100 mph down Zuni Road. "We have no available units in that area. Try to stay with them, over", said dispatch. "I don't know how long that will be possible. Our radiator got damaged when we struck a foreign object the youths apparently placed on Zuni Road near Midway Plaza, over", Judy reported back. "Do what you can. We're trying to get assistance to you now, over...What year is the Cadillac?, over", dispatch replied. "I don't know. It's the kind with the big fins and torpedo tail lights, over", Judy answered. "It's a '59", Nick said to Judy. "The Cadillac is a 1959, over", Judy radioed to dispatch as speeds were now over 110 mph. "I see them up ahead", Nick said to Judy. "They just now hit the fork onto Route 66". "Twenty six to dispatch. Suspect car is now fleeing east on Route 66, over", Judy radioed. By the time Nick and Judy sped through the fork onto Route 66, with siren and red flasher going, they were traveling 120 mph. But it was just a short distance before everyone had to slow down to negotiate the construction connector road where Route 66 becomes Interstate 40. When Biff took the curves in the Cadillac going onto I-40, he knocked down and ran over several traffic cones as he almost lost control of the car...Biff never was a very skilled driver. "Woah. Careful, Biff ", Sandra exclaimed. "Waisted some cones. Neato", Richie said as several, yellow, black tipped, aluminum, traffic cones lay smashed behind them on the road (Traffic cones in those days were made from sheet aluminum instead of rubber). "I got it. I got it...I got it in control", Biff tried to assure everyone as they began onto I-40. Once on I-40 Biff floored it to get the Cadillac back up to high speed again. "Don't look now. But that dopy copper is chasin' after us", Gaston said. "I been seeing that in the mirrors", said Biff. "But lotsa luck to them with their radiator shot to shit".
In the patrol car, Judy Rabbit radioed, "Suspect 1959 Cadillac is now fleeing east on Interstate 40, just past TriStar Plaza, over". "I'll see what I can get to you out that way, 26, over", said dispatch. Once on I-40, Nick Fox floored that '59 Ford interceptor, giving it everything it's got. As they approached 135 mph, Nick said to Judy, "If this car can hold out long enough, I think we can catch them". "That temp gauge is way up on hot", Judy mentioned after observing the temperature gauge. "We're gaining on them now. I'm still going to go for it", Nick replied. "Yeah, this car is running hot isn't it". Deputies Nick Fox and Judy Rabbit in the patrol car were now only 300 feet behind the pitbulls teens in their 1959 Cadillac, and gaining fast...The Cadillac was going at 124 mph, and the patrol car was now going 142 mph. Once they got within 100 feet of the Cadillac, the motor of the patrol car began pinging from overheating. Seeing the driver of the Cadillac would not pull over, Judy switched the mic to PA and called out to the pitbull teens, "PULL OVER NOW!" Biff still refused to pull over as he maintained 124 mph. Again, Judy got on the PA, "THIS IS BERNALILLO COUNTY SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT! I AM ORDERING YOU TO PULL OVER NOW!" Biff still refused to pull over, and the pinging from the patrol car overheating was getting worse. "At this point, I might have to do a bump and run on those clown jobs", Nick said to Judy. "At this speed?", Judy retorted. "Got any better suggestions?" Nick replied. Judy then radioed, "Twenty six to dispatch, over". "Go ahead, 26, over", dispatch replied. "Requesting permission to perform bump and run on suspect 1959 Cadillac, over", Judy radioed. "If there are no other cars present, permission granted, over", said dispatch. "Here goes. It's about to be over", Nick said as he punched the gas to speed up into the back of the Cadillac. But instead of the patrol car speeding up, the motor began showing signs of vapor locking as the car lost power. "Oh well...Like I said...It was about to be over", Nick said as he coasted the now stalled out patrol car over to the emergency shoulder of I-40. "Not in the way we expected, huh", Judy replied as the Cadillac continued to speed away down I-40. "That's one fish that gave us the slip", Nick remarked. "Sure is", Judy said, then radioed, "Twenty six to dispatch, over". "Go ahead 26, over", dispatch replied. Judy radioed, "Our car is down. We're out of the chase. Suspect 1959 Cadillac still speeding east on Interstate 40. Requesting pick up on Interstate 40 east of town, over".
In the Cadillac, the pitbull teens were getting a good laugh at the deputies who tried to catch them, as they themselves continued down I-40 at speeds in access of 100 mph on their way to Moriarty. "I bet the looks on the faces of those dopy deputies was worth the price of admission", Biff laughed. "Oh without a doubt", said Sandra. "Looks like the long arm of the law ain't so long after all, is it", Richie remarked as everyone laughed. Gaston, being really drunk, remarked, "Ya know...like when their car died...ya know, like a non-anthro horse on the cowboy movie...The cowboy has to shoot the horse...like ya know...when he...ya know...breaks a leg". Of course, Gaston was two sheets to the wind from the whiskey where he was still making up silly remarks. "Which means?...", Avia asked Gaston. "The coppers had to shoot their poor police car because it...like died", Gaston answered as everyone laughed. "Bang bang bang", Roxane added.
Biff, Richie, Gaston, Avia and Roxane live in Moriarty. However, Sandra lives in Albuquerque. Thus it was decided to let Sandra spend the rest of the night with Biff at the Collindale Pitbull residence (Biff and Richie's parents) in Moriarty instead of returning to Albuquerque right away. "I guess Sandra's dad will be pissed off in the morning that she was out all night", Avia mentioned. "Yea, but every copper in Albuquerque will be out looking for our Cadillac for the rest of the night", Biff surmised. Sandra mentioned, "I don't worry about my dad flippin' his wig. I've had that conversation with him many times that I'm 18 and he doesn't own me.
Well...Three hours before sunrise Sunday morning and not much time left to get some sleep...My oh my those pitbull teens are such nightbirds aren't they.
At this point, I'm wondering about two things: 1. if Clarence was really talking in his sleep about what would happen to him in 2018 2. if anyone ever did to you what those Pit Bullies did to the cops
In any case, this part was worth the wait. I particularly liked the look of that shopping plaza you drew. If only more of those shopping centers looked more like that today. They look a little too squarish and generic for my taste, and we have one in Katy that looks more like a steel warehouse.
At this point, I'm wondering about two things: 1. if Clarence was really talking in his sleep about
That rebar stunt never happened to me, though I have heard of it being done.
Pretty much what Clarence might have been talking about in his sleep was from a dream he was having of playing with his step siblings and the neighborhood cubs while still in 1960.
That rebar stunt never happened to me, though I have heard of it being done. Pretty much what Clar