Bonnie Parker
Till death do us part
Ahh, Bonnie Parker, perhaps she was my soul mate. I guess I just have a thing for women in heels, holding a shotgun in one hand and a cigar in the other. Wild, uncouth, brazen and not a half bad poet, Miss Parker was a feisty little kitten only standing about 4' 11" but more woman than most men could probably handle. She got married when she was16 years old to her childhood sweetheart, Roy Thornton. They separated, but never divorced after he got sentenced to 5 years in prison in 1929. It was from this marriage in which she acquired a tattoo above her right knee which read "Roy & Bonnie". How romantic!! In 1930 she met Clyde Barrow while she was a waitress at a small cafe. Shortly after their courtship began Clyde landed in jail (again) and Bonnie smuggled a gun in her pants which led to his escape. He was soon caught, sent to prison, then paroled in 1932. For the next two years they were just your average couple, touring the country on a 6 state robbing and killing spree. Sadly their time together on this earth was ended when they were turned into swiss cheese during an early morning country drive down what is now Hwy 154 in Louisiana. When their Ford finally stopped, their bodies had been riddled with 167 bullets; I suppose that the nice officers just wanted to be sure they were dead. When the smoke cleared, Clyde was almost unrecognizable, still clutching a pistol in his hand. Lovely Bonnie only 24 years old, holding a machine gun, a sandwich, and a pack of cigarettes, had one of her fingers blown clean off. The real tragedy of there story was that they were never buried together, as per their wish. I was tempted to bring a shovel and place them together but the headstones were too heavy to lift on my own. I hope that they found each other on the otherside. Here are some more pictures of her gravesite and the beautiful woman herself.
Born: October 1, 1910, in Rowena, Texas
Died: May 23, 1934, 8 miles south of Gibsland, Louisiana
Buried in Crown Hill Cemetery, Dallas, Texas.