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A true crime account of a mass shooting by gangster brothers which resulted in the deaths of six police officers in Depression-era Missouri. “In all the annals of preservation of the peace there is no story that runs more gallantly than this.” —Springfield Leader, January 4, 1932 As dusk fell on a bitterly cold night during the Great Depression, a posse of ten local lawmen approached two brothers holed up in an isolated Missouri farmhouse. Minutes later, six officers were dead, three were wounded, and the outlaws had escaped. After a wild car chase through Oklahoma and across Texas, police finally surrounded Harry and Jennings Young in their Houston hideout. The brutal killings attract...
Some vols. have appendices consisting of reports of various state offices.
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Houston was a terrible place to divorce or seek child custody in the 1980s and early 1990s. Family court judges routinely rendered verdicts that damaged the interests of women and children. In some especially shocking cases, they even granted custody to fathers who had been accused of molesting their own children. Yet despite persistent allegations of cronyism, incompetence, sexism, racism, bribery, and fraud, the judges wielded such political power and influence that removing them seemed all but impossible. The family court system was clearly broken, but there appeared to be no way to fix it. This book recounts the inspiring and courageous story of women activists who came together to oppos...
Cincinnati Magazine taps into the DNA of the city, exploring shopping, dining, living, and culture and giving readers a ringside seat on the issues shaping the region.
This book is written to share some experiences of a person who has survived being born as colored, graduating from high school as a Negro, working half his life in corporate America as a Black, and finally arriving at old age as an African-American. Whew! The paths through those personas have led through many precious persons lives. Their interaction with me may have seemed insignificant to them. But, I cherished each experience as part of the learning-howto-live-and-get-along-with-others life course. Even the places and spaces, the landmarks, the neighborhood haunts, the nooks and the crannies of a wonderful community mentioned in this collection of stories are highly significant in my development as a man, and a husband, a father, a grandfather. All these are cherished in my heart... in my life. I respectfully salute the West Endies. That is the area in Cincinnati bounded on the south by the Ohio River, on the north and east by the curving Central Parkway and on the west by the Western Hills Viaduct to State Avenue. Thanks for the memories. So, as you readand I feel privileged that you doplease reminisce along with me. Thanks.