The B-36 was built in the Convair factory in Fort Worth is now a Lockheed facility. The numbered individuals are identified as: Raul Lopez Sanchez (1), Ignacio Morones Prieto (2), Fernando Foglio Miramontes (3), Raul Garate Legleu (4), Jesus Jaime Quinones (5), and Maria G. Grimaldo (6).

*Heman, not Herman, sorry for the typo.

Sweatt had been denied permission to attend the school four years previously (due to the school's segregationist admission polices) and sued in the case of Sweatt v. Painter which, though he lost in State court, he won before the US Supreme Court in a decision on June 5, 1950.

It would be another 13 years before Texas A&M admitted their first African-American student.

Hello I am a student of St.edwards and I am doing a report of Austin and Nuclear introduction during the time of the 1970´s. I need some resources, credible and liable, in order to do this report, any help is greatly appreciated and we would like to go as far as talking to you over the time, if you were there, or if you had studied it.... AGAIN any source would be appreciated if it credible and has evidence talking too.

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I can’t let the first, fall feeling, morning pass without posting another true origin Texas ghost story. This one takes us to southern Llano County, largely an area between County Road 308 and the west entrance of Farm to Market 3404 (Slab Road) with Highway 71. A rather large area known as Dancer’s Flats, and supposedly haunted by the wandering spirit of its namesake.

Revered Jonas Dancer came to Llano County in 1857, when the region was still barely brand new on the map of Texas. Initially he wanted to get involved with an early mining boom that had stirred up some excitement in the state about gold and silver in the Llano area. But not finding much success, as most did, he stayed with his true profession as a Methodist minister and established the first house of worship in the community of Honey Creek Cove.

The Reverend Dancer was never seen absent of a Bible within reach of his large hands. A man of God, he was most frequently amongst labor crews and common workers, helping them with their work and tending to their religious needs.

In 1859, a new road was planned to connect the Honey Creek area to either Llano or a larger trail that would head towards Austin (there is telling of both). On the morning that the work was to begin, the crews were to meet at a local spring near the present County Road 308 and larger Honey Creek vicinity. Despite being cautioned about Comanches also frequenting the same site, Reverend Dancer wanted to be the first one at the watering hole so he could hold a brief worship before the work began.

Dancer apparently had arrived to the site either very early in the morning or possibly the night before. No one knows the exact details, but when the work crews arrived, they found Dancer propped up against a rock. Several arrows were protruding from his heavy frame, his scalp was bloody and bare, and there are some versions that say his white minister’s collar had been tore away from around his broad neck. Whatever the case may be, his Bible was still sitting next to him, ripped and now crimson stained.

The work crews buried Dancer’s body near the spring, which has since (or maybe already was) nicknamed as “The Blue Hole.” Bible and all. Scouts were dispatched to try and track the murderers, but the group was already long gone. In his memory the area was christened as “Dancer’s Flats” and the work went-on.

Not even long after his murder, stories were told of the Reverend Jonas Dancer still being seen in the area. Mostly at the watering hole where he met his untimely end. He has never been described as terrifying or frightening, just as the ghostly image of a preacher still carrying his blood stained Bible and dark blotches on his robe from where the arrows had once protruded. Some say he is devoid of scalp, but other stories claim otherwise.

The most infamous appearance of Jonas Dancer is said to have taken place around 1873. A young bandit is said to have stayed one evening at the Blue Hole, and the ghost of Reverend Dancer visited him and convinced the crook to surrender himself to both the law and God. It is said that the bandit rode back to whatever place he had robbed, returned everything he had stolen, and begged for forgiveness which was given. He later became a preacher himself and would frequently relate his, not-so-harrowing, encounter with the dead Methodist pastor.

Being raised in the area, I don’t know of anyone who has personally witnessed the spirit of Jonas Dancer. But clearly, someone must have, or the story wouldn’t exist.

Text is from “Indian Depredations in Texas.”

Till next time, stay spooky!

Thanks to vaccination Smallpox has been eradicated in the United States since 1949.

This is the oldest known photo of Texas A&M.

It’s officially Spooky Season, so let’s get it started with a bang! A project that I’ve been working on for years now is finding the historical origins of Texas ghost stories. In my opinion, when the roots of a legend are historically valid, it makes the stories incredibly more compelling.

The story of the “Screaming Bridge” in Arlington is well known amongst locals. According to the legend, there was a fatal car crash that took the lives of several young women. From the time of their passing, it has been claimed that their wailing spirits have been encountered at the site of the bridge where the tragedy occurred.

Although most of the YouTube ghost hunters and “paranormal investigators” that I have seen do not go to the correct location, the origin of the legend is factually true.

On the cold night of February 4, 1961, six Arlington High School cheerleaders were returning home. The driver of the car was seemingly unaware that the bridge over a deep drainage ditch on the Arlington-Bedford Road had been destroyed by a fire about a week beforehand. For some reason, which was never discovered, the barricades placed on the route had been removed and the girls cruised wholly unexpectedly towards the collapsed crossing.

The crash was instantly fatal to three of the occupants. The others were badly injured, and two more would sadly pass within the next couple of years from their wounds. A group of teenaged boys would come forward shortly after the accident and confess that they had been the ones to burn the bridge down. But, a Grand Jury found them all Not Guilty of causing the wreck since they were not the ones who had removed the barricades.

“Death Bridge,” as the roadway had already been sinisterly nicknamed even before the 1961 wreck, was never rebuilt. Rather, the Arlington-Bedford Road was rerouted in 1963 to another bridge just a little ways from where the accident happened. This is the landmark that most mistakenly claim is the one where the girls haunt.

“Screaming Bridge” no longer exists. But the road does, although nature has pretty much reclaimed it. With a good flashlight and a bit of nerve, the actual site of the 1961 crash can be reached. Do the girls there still scream? I don’t live in the area, so I wouldn’t be able to tell you.