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Friday, August 31, 2018

Running in the Snow 1969

That was the only time I was ever totally lost in Lubbock. A friend called and asked me to sub for him as the shotgun in a Sunday Sun delivery operation. He said it would take a couple or 3 hours....

We started about 11 P.M. on a high hazy night by the loop near Hardwick, as we passed Bowie the snow was falling  hard and fast and the houses were mostly hidden with the occasional dark mass just over there, by the time we got to Wester and never E of Quaker, the snow was starting to hit the 1" level. The swirling dizzying mass of flakes seemed impenetrable as I occasionally looked up from my rubber banding.

Soon we were headed E inside the S loop through all those curved streets and avenues where I had no understanding of the direction we were going nor the street or neighborhood. Needless to say our pace was a crawl and after a trip or two to 47 & Boston to reload, we finished up some 14 hours later with 8 or 10" of snow on the ground but those drifts. My driver was a goodun for sure.

I never threw papers again, and often  wonder how I got lost in Lubbock.😂