East Dallas Community Gardeners Are the Marines on a Beachhead of Misery

 

Elizabeth Dry’s tools may be robbed, but she gardens on. Photo by Jim Schutze.

Who has a crime problem? Not me anymore. I don’t see crime outside my front door, and I sure used to see a lot of it. The new young people on my block in old East Dallas don’t believe me when I tell them, but in the old days when we saw some goofball coming up the walk toward the front door, we used to open it a crack, snap our fingers at him and say, “I am already calling 911.”

Of course, half of them said, “Nine one what?”

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