For years I have heard the expression, as in, “I had to run all over Hell’s Half Acre” — as a metaphor for having to go way out of your way to get something. I have used those words many times, but until a few days ago, I had no idea that Hell’s Half Acre was a real place in Ft. Worth, TX, with a lot of. . .colorful history.
A Google of Hell’s Half Acte will take you to a Ft. Worth website and also to the Texas State Historical Asociation where you can read all about it.
I would say that it looks like 1883 pretty well captures what Hell’s Half Acre was like back then.
Miss Kitty never would have let things get out of hand like that at the Long Branch. And Billy Bob Thornton sure ain’t no Mr. Dillon — although, Billy Bob had his own way of doing what he could.
. . .Speaking of Miss Kitty and Mr. Dillon — well, I am not one to gossip. . .but. . .I once “noticed” that in one of the early Gunsmoke episodes, the two of them were coming down the stairs of the Long Branch — and it was morning (gasp)— and we all know Miss Kitty lived upstairs, don’t we. . .
Gladys Boomer
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Pogo was right.
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