I don't care what the charts show. I can easily remember my old neighborhood and it was crime central. People getting shot was a rather normal thing.

And kids dying from a lack of medical care was also common. I can remember going door to door asking for donations so we could buy a coffin for a friend of mine. I was about ten years old.

Yeah.... Good times. Fort Worth has changed a lot since then and all for the better.

And in Oklahoma Pretty Boy Floyd is still revered in some parts. They thought he hung the moon and some old timers still tell of how much their parents loved the guy and had no problem hiding him out.