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Murder and mayhem in Clark, Texas.
In 1980-something Tom C. Clark High School students were rocked by two murders…
Caden Chadwick, deceased 1988, age seventeen. Caden was an aspiring football and baseball player, a high school junior, a good student, a devoted son and brother, and one hell of a friend. The victim of a brutal slaying, his bright blue eyes, and a mile-wide smile were erased by a shotgun blast. Prior to his passing, Caden had been beaten and battered, tossed in the middle of a tornado of rumor and inuendo. He was entangled in a tumultuous, illicit affair with Clark’s youngest teacher Mrs. LeeAnne Logan.
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Rowdy Brewer, deceased 1989, age eighteen. Exactly two days prior to being called for his final testimony before a Bexar County Grand Jury in the case against LeeAnne Logan…Rowdy was expired. Just 48-hours before appearing as the Prosecution’s slam dunk witness, Rowdy was found in his car that masked as his casket. Another vibrant soul alone and dead in his mother’s garage.
In 1980-something Tom C. Clark High School students witnessed 12 suicides…
In the last half of the 80’s way too many of the “privileged” teens growing up in the suburbs of North San Antonio were plagued with sickness. Call it an affliction that caused lost, confused, and muddled minds to wander into nothingness. This malady was memorialized by broken necks snapped by the gnarly knots of misplaced lassos; bathtubs overflowing and crimson colored with blood from razor scars that never had a chance to heal; ears of parents, siblings, and friends ringing from gunshots to temples; and the gut-wrenching sounds of struggle and strain caused by gasps of breath from tender, fragile lungs being wilted of life…asphyxiated to death.
In 1980-something Tom C. Clark High School students also endured…
Five car accident deaths—drunk driving, intoxicated speeding, head-on collisions, cars and trucks t-boned into concrete barriers—bodies dismembered causing spirits to shoot towards the sky way too soon. Three reckless, random incidents that caused paralysis—leaving brains and bodies limp of life. And, how about a soap-opera of teacher-student affairs that shattered the souls of those involved.
Fun and games in Clark, Texas.
It wasn’t all murder, suicide, death, and tragedy. Anyone who made it through the dark and dense jungle of high school in 1980-something experienced: Friday night lights = 48 minutes to play and a lifetime to remember; the most majestic music decade ever—melding the brilliance of the 70’s classics with 80’s rock, punk, alternative, and country; a fashion decade for the ages—bold brand names you just had to wear coupled with rainbow shades of make-up and big hair; and an iconic movie era bloomed and blossomed on the silver screen.
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Tom C. Clark’s over-privileged-posterchildren never, ever missed a party. Our high school, like most in 1980-something played host to habitual teen-age drinking. Where is the bonfire and the beer bong? Our high school, like most in 1980-something had serious stashes of hash. It was come one, come all to the party Mary-Jane was throwing! Our high school, like most in 1980-something was happy to succumb to the exhilaration that accompanied the emergence of a new drug…Ecstasy. Our high school, like most in 1980-something was primed for psychedelic experimentation. More “enlightened” teens tested the limits of their mental capacity with psylocibin. Our high school, like most in 1980-something was a playground for promiscuity. Pretty boys and pretty girls bounced like basketballs from one liaison to the next. And, if all this chaos is still not crazy enough for you—our high school, NOT like most in 1980-something had a teenage member of the most feared drug cartel in the world walking our halls on the weekdays and supplying our parties on the weekends.
Is it obvious we had an appetite for destruction? WARNING! BEWARE! TAKE CAUTION! This ride will rock you, it’s gonna bring you to your “shanananana knees…knees.” Welcome to the Jungle…The Curse of Clark, Texas.
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J.R. [James Richard ‘Ricky’] Jordan, Jr. is a native Texan, born in San Antonio. He has also lived in Laredo and Houston, TX; as well as Asheville, NC, in Mexico and in Europe. He completed his undergraduate degree in Business Finance from Tarleton State University and holds graduate degrees in Psychology Ed., and Business Management from Texas State University and Clemson University. J.R. began his professional career as a Texas High School Football and Baseball Coach and has since transitioned into the corporate world as an HR Executive. He is proud to be married to his beautiful bride, his love of lifetime; and blessed to have two wonderful children.
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