Farmersville Tales – Part Four
“Ain’t Talkin’ To No Law” The drunk was staggering around the parking lot of the old Frontier Club, yelling, cussing, waving a knife. His outfit was dapper enough. Saturday night “going to town” clothes. Clean, almost new Levis, white shirt, open collar, clean shaven, hair pomaded and combed although right then it was sticking out on one side. […]