Things which I recall from that brief period when I was actually living in Corpus Christi:
- The intersection known as “Six Points”: Alameda and Staples and Ayers (oh, my!).
- A fellow across the street from us had a gorgeous ’57 Chevy Bel Air with, he said, a “Corvette engine”: I’m guessing at this late date that it was the 283, which was offered in the Bel Air but not in the lower-trim models, and which did power Corvettes from this era. One day we piled into the back seat and watched him try to peg the speedometer, and he did indeed manage to hover around an indicated 120 mph. I have never actually driven this fast myself, you should know.
- Some places (like Oklahoma City) have North and South Broadway; Corpus Christi also has Upper and Lower.
- Our neighborhood was bracketed by supermarkets with screwy names: Jitney Jungle (along Staples) and Handy Andy (near the Airline/McArdle intersection). In case you thought “Piggly Wiggly” was funny.
I still don’t know why they spelled the next cross street “Dorthy.”