Spring 1950

June 5, 1950

Ding! The sound of the final bell means freedom from high school. High school is over! I am graduating tomorrow. To celebrate, my boyfriend and I, along with a group of friends decide to take a quick roadtrip. We start driving from Houston, Texas, to Nuevo Laredo, Mexico. We stop in San Antonio for gas.

While we are at the gas station, there is a man with a crazy look in his eyes who we hear yell as he pumps gas. There are two other guys in the car with him who seem to be out of their minds. He had been looking at us, and when we pass by he says, “Hoo! Sí! Mañana!”. My friends and I do not pay much attention to him because we figure he has had too much to drink or is high on something. We continue our way to our car.

“Dean! Leave them alone! What are you doing, man?”, yells another guy who seems slightly less intoxicated.

The man who we assume to be Dean gets into the car and speeds off into the sunset, yelling more nonsense out the window, as if this is his first time in San Antonio. We also ride off into the sunset on the way to Mexico. Luckily, we never see Dean or his friends again during our trip. They sure seem like trouble.