I have just always been interested in Bonnie and Clyde and saw the movie for the first time on Saturday night. I didn't like Buck's wife much. Thanks!
My mother who is 85 years old respectively, met Bonnie and Clyde down in East Texas not long before the ambush. They offered money to my mom's mother for meals and a place to sleep for the night. My mom was a yong woman and did not know who this man and woman were. My mom said that they (Bonnie and Clyde) were very quiet and Polite and stayed away from her family for the most part. Bonnie and Clyde slept in their clothes on the front porch. Mom said the strangest thing was that the car was parked at a strange angle, like someone could step off the porch into the car in just a few steps, and all of the car doors on the driver's side were left open all of the time. After they (Bonnie and Clyde) left, mom asked her mother, "Granny," who those strangers were. "Granny" replied, "That was Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker." "Granny" went on to say that Clyde had some relatives in the area and that Clyde and Bonnie were there to see them. Before Bonnie and CLyde left, they left $1 on the kitchen table for their stay, that was a lot of money during the depression.††
The second person I know that met† Bonnie and Clyde (he is now deceased), met them outside Snyder, Texas. He was a school boy and was walking to school one morning when a car pulls up and a man and a woman were inside. They asked him for some directions. He told the man and woman he could show them how to get to their destination. He rode on the side-rails of the car and would hop off and open gates, let the car through, then close the gates, hop onto the car and do it again at the next gate. He did not have a clue who he was opening the gates for. Several days later he saw a picture of Bonnie and Clyde in the newspaper and was, as he put it, "shaking in his boots" when he discovered who they were. I thought you might find this little bit of information interesting.†
Great to find this site!!! As a graduate student I wrote my thesis on The Evolution of the Texas Dept. of Corrections. During a four year period of research I spent many hours with prison guards, convicts, and prison officials of the era. I also was honored to havve spent a week with Floyd Hamilton, Raymond's brother. Most of all these conversations were taped and Floyd gave me some photo's from his personal collection. I am also in possession of a scrapbook which details the career of the Barrow Gang. My favorite momento is Clyde's Texas Prison System "mug shot".††
I think this is the best website I've seen on Bonnie and Clyde. It helped me a lot with what I needed to know about the two outlaws Keep up the good work.††
Dear Raquel P.
††††††††† Yup. That old "Death Car" has been moved around a lot over the years! When I first saw it it was across the freeway at the old Tower Casino. [Whiskey Pete's was a little bar called the Stateline Bar, back then. Only about 40 Slots. Won my first nickle machine $100 jackpot there after surveying an installation for a moving sign board for Steve Wynn at the GN. Accidently discovered his secret entrance to the eye in the sky. Boy, was he pissed!!] Back to the car. For a while it was in the back upstairs of a bar (I think it was the Silver Queen) in Virginia City. Then Whiskey Pete's. And since I haven't been there for a couple of years, I guess I'll try to glimpse it during my vacation next May. I enjoyed the site. The music just makes it! Bye for now!†
When Bonnie & Clyde were killed near Arcadia La., we were living in West Monroe La. about 1 block from Hwy. 80. My dad took me with him and we hitched a ride to where the Bonnie & Clyde car was, I was only 6 years old but I was very much impressed with seeing history made. I have told my story many times to numerous people and they are always awed by my description of what I† saw first hand. I thought Bonnie & Clyde were heroes and the law should have been after the banks that closed and took what little money the poor people had.
My name too is Bonnie and that is why I got interested in Miss Bonnie Parker. Bonnie you seemed to be such a tender, beautiful girl. But you sure had spunk! I love the way you two could drive those cars. Bonnie, sometimes when I drive my Corvette I† put on some pickin' and grinnin' music and feel like you making a get away. Thanks so much for the memories.
From J. B.
When I was a young reporter for the San Antonio Express- News I worked with a much older man named Bill Lee, the real estate editor.† He was at the ambush of Bonnie and Clyde in Louisiana when he was a young reporter.† Bill said one of the deputies in Arcadia had tipped him that police believed Bonnie and Clyde would be headed their way soon and that he could be present if he would remain in hiding.† Bill was directed to a spot of shrubbery alongside a
highway where he remained hidden for about an hour, he said.† At some point, he heard "what sounded to me like all hell had come apart."† Mr. Lee said he heard rapid gunfire for a long time coming from the bottom of the hill.† When it became quiet for a few minutes, he slipped out of the brush and walked down the hill to see Clyde Barrow's car riddled with bullets.† He said the bodies of Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow appeared to be two large masses of gore, near unrecognizable because of the bullet strikes.† I believed Mr. Lee's story because he was a reputable man and combat soldier in World War II.† Years later, I was a reporter for the Associated Press in Dallas and worked with a much older editor named Clayton Hickerson.† Clayton was born and raised in North Texas, as was I.† He recalled meeting Clyde Barrow in a
filling station one night in Corsicana, a small town about 50 miles south of Dallas. Barrow and Miss Parker wheeled into the station and an attendant filled the tank of Barrow's red Ford coupe.† A few minutes later, Clayton said he was standing at the cash register when Barrow walked in and handed him a $5 bill for the gas.† Clayton didn't know who the customer was until the customer said, "That's a damned fine lookin' man, ain't he?"† Clayton looked up to see what the customer was talking about.† He was pointing to a wanted poster tacked on the wall over the cash register.† Clayton said he looked at the poster, glanced again at the customer and realized it was Clyde Barrow.† He said he gulped and said, simply "Yessir, it is."† After the car left, the other attendant ran into the station and said, "That was Bonnie Parker in that car and the back seat was full of guns."†† A few days later Clayton spotted the red coupe again, parked in the driveway of a house.† He called the sheriff's office but by the time they arrived the car was gone.†† Hope this helps your compilation of stories.† J.B.
I am a devoted Bonnie and Clyde fan. My Great-Grandfather (He turned 92 in October. Clyde would be turning 92 in March and Bonnie would have just turned 91 also in October.) had a friend who once sheltered Bonnie and Clyde without knowing it. I'll tell you that story later. I just finished doing a B&C play. Oddly enough, my boyfriend, Jake, starred as Clyde and I co-starred acs Bonnie. We imitated their poses in many of the photos on your site for promo.
Here is the story:
My great grandfather, who turned ninety-two a few months ago, has a friend who met the infamous Bonnie and Clyde without even knowing it. This friendís name is Tip Wilson. He lived in Arkansas during the 1920s and thirties.
Late one night, a young man and woman came to his door asking for a place to spend the night. Tip says that they seemed withdrawn, but they were very polite. The man did all the talking, and made arrangements for the night while the woman stood beside him, her eyes down cast. He kept giving her icy looks out of the corner of his eye as if trying to keep her quiet about something. When Tip asked for their names, the man told him that he was Roy Bailey (a noted Barrow alias) and the woman with him was his wife. Wilson noticed that the girl limped, favoring her right leg, and that the skirt of her dress was torn (The Barrow Gang was involved in an auto accident in which Bonnieís right leg was badly burned and a tendon was injured.). He also says that " the gentleman didnít quite walk right either" (Clyde Barrow had asked a fellow inmate to chop off two toes from his left foot to earn an early parole at Eastham prison.) It was wintertime, so Tip offered to set up a pallet in his living room for the two strangers, but they refused; saying theyíd rather stay in the barn. Wilson went inside to retrieve some blankets. He also brought out a lamp to provide light. When he returned, their car was pulled up to the barn. Both of the driverís side doors were left open making it easy for someone to run from the barn to the car in a matter of seconds. They also slept in their shoes as if preparing to take flight at any moment. Wilson says that the girl was a "tiny little thing with light curls and green eyes, in a red dress, who seemed to enjoy keeping her appearance up. She wore an ankle-length dress and high-heeled shoes with a beret on her head" and the man was "slightly built with dark hair and green-brown eyes who dressed sharply. He was wearing a three piece suit and a fedora, and seemed to like cigars an awful lot." (Bonnie Parker was 4'11", weighed ninety pounds, and had Strawberry-blond hair and Green eyes. Her favorite color was red, and she often wore a beret Clyde Chestnut Barrow was 5'7", had dark, wavy, hair, and hazel eyes who always dressed in fashion, and yes, he had a fondness for cigars.) When he got another look at the torn skirt of the young womanís dress, Tip went back into his house and emerged with on of his wifeís dresses. At the time, Mrs. Wilson was staying with her sick mother. She had left their three young children at home with Tip. Mrs. Wilson hadnít taken this particular dress with her, so he figured that she wouldnít miss it. When he gave dress to the young woman, she thanked Tip profusely, calling him sir. When he returned the following morning, Wilson discovered that the young couple had folded the blankets, blown out the lamp, and left five dollars underneath it.
He says that, at the time, he thought that the mysterious young couple were just "folks going through some hard times like everyone else". Wilson says he didnít know the true identity of the two strangers until he saw their picture in the paper a week later. Tip also says that the first thing he did was kneel and thank God for sparing his life, but he is the first one to stand up for the outlaw duo; saying "They were just two ordinary folks who took a wrong turn and couldnít go back."
When Mrs. Wilson returned, she discovered the missing dress, and asked her husband what had happened to it. He calmly responded that he had given it to someone who needed it. He didnít tell her who.
I was looking for Info. on the infamous "Death Car" out of curiosity. My Father was O.L. Hester (somehow got to be "O.K. Hester" in the copy of the notarized document), and H.L. Evans was my Uncle. I was there the day they made the verification of the cars Serial Numbers. Although rather young at the time, (11 years old) I remember it pretty clearly as it was a big (and somewhat morbid) event for me at that age. I had wondered what became of the car after it stopped "touring," enjoyed your site as well.
|Letters From You†
I receive a lot of e-mail, and believe me, I read every single bit of it! Some people write to ask a question, and others write to say thank you for answering a question. Others tell stories of personal and family experiences with Bonnie and Clyde. Some letters make me laugh and others make me think. You can learn a lot about history from the "untold stories" passed down from personal experiences. I figured after reading so many thoughtful letters, I would share some of them with you. Here are some of my favorites...
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