Thursday, August 17, 2006

I went to an event on Tuesday and met a man who grew up in Dallas and he told me something incredibly funny.

In the 1960s he was in his early teens and his mother made him go to their church in east Dallas every Saturday to help one of the older men to do the lawn and tidy the place up for services the next morning. The end part of their ritual always involved a drive downtown to the post office between St. Paul and Ervay streets to mail the church bulletins out to the flock.

Then the man would continue on down Ervay all the way to the Uptown Motel - the scrubby little place I told you about(where Aaron Spelling was born), where apparently the rooms were permanently booked by prostitutes. They pulled into the motor court and all the ladies came out running saying "Hi, Sugar!" and the like. Of course, with boy in tow, he wasn't there on official business, just dropping by to be neighborly and say hello.

The man told him that he saw the news on TV that JFK had been killed while sitting in a bed in that motel, and that two days later, he was sitting in the same bed when he saw news that Lee Harvey had been killed.

I said "what are the odds?"

6 comments:

Barbara Bruederlin said...

What an unusually popular little motel that is! It has a million stories, doesn't it?

It's Me, Maven... said...

Talk about a regular customer!

Becky said...

My sister has the same odds with her own bed at home. In that she has received all the bad news about our family, while lying in her bed rather than being any where else in her house or even in her car.

nongirlfriend said...

That little hotel was hopping back then!

I wonder if Jack Ruby ever frequented it?

Dick said...

I know this hotel...

phlegmfatale said...

barbara - it certainly DOES have a million stories, and the little place is so homely and unassuming. You'd never guess...

nuggetmaven - I suppose he was a devoted adherent in more ways than one

becky - what a pity to have such a negative association with bed!

nongirlfriend - It sure was - the joint was jumping. Oddly enough, Jack Ruby opened his first Dallas nightclub, The Silver Spur, about 4 blocks from that Motel. (I used to live in that building, and I'll post about it later).

big dick - WOW - and YOU have a story about this place, too? OK, spill the beans, dude. Inquiring minds are drooling to know...