I worked 30 years in Dallas, 5 years downtown at the Post Office, then nearly 25 years with the Police Department, about 20 of those downtown. While I worked at the Post Office, I moonlighted as a taxi driver.:laughing:
And now . . . I try to not even go into Dallas; it only gets worse with time. And I'm certainly no good as a prognosticator. In 1964-65, I was working the northwest part of Dallas when they first started building something to be called LBJ Freeway (I-635) and I couldn't imagine ever needing a road that big out there in those horse pastures.
You know I spent the 1971-72 school year at Northwestern University, living in a Chicago suburb, and a cousin still occasionally reminds me that I told him then that only 2 kinds of people lived in the Chicago area; those who had to live there to earn a living and those who were born and raised there and didn't know there was a real world elsewhere. And I'm afraid he and I both feel that way about Dallas now.