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Bonnie and her Clyde.
Criminal love story
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Love stories of bandits and criminals
18.07.2012 12:03
From the very beginning, you need to make a reservation: Bonnie and Clyde* were real robbers, without discounts and amendments.
Their gang has 12 human lives on its account.
But almost the day after their death, America forgave them everything that had previously terrified them: all that remained in the memory was that they were together against the whole world and that they loved each other.
Bonnie and Clyde's childhood pranks
Clyde Chestnut Barrow had a fierce fire burning in his soul since childhood.
Clyde was a rare desperate breed that gives criminals and great heroes.
But there was no one to raise a hero out of him.
The Barrow family moved to Dallas in the early twenties, desperate to feed seven children from a rented piece of cotton plantation.
Henry, the father of the family, was lucky: he managed to find not just a job at a gas station, but a job with housing — a single back room.
Now there was no need to collect white boxes with the last of their strength, and children had the opportunity to go to school in the city.
However, Clyde, the fifth offspring, did not find anything valuable in this opportunity.
Instead of lessons, he usually wandered around the streets in the company of his older brother Buck and other similar blockheads with a cigarette in their teeth.
They had fun as much as they could: sometimes they dragged sweets in grocery stores, sometimes they broke windows.
He also had a more worthy hobby — Clyde learned to play the guitar and even the saxophone well (his sister's husband was a musician).
But Clyde's parents didnot have the money to buy musical instruments, and besides, it takes years of hard work to become a musician — this is not an option for Clyde.
He always preferred to see the results of his efforts right now.
Such concepts as" future "and" prospects " seemed to be completely unfamiliar to him.
He possessed an invaluable quality, characteristic, let's not lie to the soul, of a few enlightened individuals — to live exclusively in the present moment, without fear of meeting its sorrows and joys face to face.
But unlike enlightened personalities, he had neither indifference to material values nor humility.
At 17, the school was finished.
Clyde tried to work honestly for several months, only to realize that such a lifestyle was not for him.
He did not stay in any place for more than a few weeks — because of his explosive nature and complete lack of interest.
He hung out in the billiard rooms with the same company or came up with sharper entertainment.
One night, out of nothing to do, Clyde and Buck stole an old car and went for a ride in a nearby suburb.
The shop windows twinkling in the moonlight and the serene silence gave the brothers an interesting idea.
The door of the car shop on the main street gave way in a matter of minutes, the safe did not have to be searched for long, and, to the joy of the brothers, it turned out to be not heavy at all.
They didnot even believe that everything was so simple when the iron locker found itself in the back seat of the car.
But soon a police patrol caught up with them.
Buck, in his fright, abruptly twisted the steering wheel, the car crashed into a tree, and the unlucky burglars had to flee for their lives.
After running through several yards without remembering himself, Clyde suddenly realized that he was alone.
Buck hesitated two steps away from the car — and a week later he found himself in the hospitable walls of the Huntsville prison.
He never revealed the name of his accomplice.
Everyone who knew Bonnie remembered that she was very pretty.
She was a little over five feet tall, elegant, with a twinkle in her eyes.
When Bonnie met Clyde, she was twenty, she worked as a waitress in a roadside cafe and was conditionally married.
Her husband, whom she married at sixteen, right after school, was not at all conditionally imprisoned for theft and wrote long letters from places not so remote.
She was more angry than she missed him, sure that it was because of him that she had to spend all day among truckers who did not miss the opportunity to slap her on the ass or make a greasy joke about her.
A criminal husband was a terrible misunderstanding in Bonnie's life — at least, her parents thought so (or rather, her mother and grandmother; her father died when the girl was barely four).
This was also the opinion of the school teachers: one of the best students, with a strong and bright character, she was clearly able to hit a better jackpot in life.
But Bonnie, although an excellent student, always liked bad boys and preferred to go after her feelings.
She and her husband had been together for a little more than a year, but she still had a tattoo for memory: two hearts, and the names "Roy and Bonnie"inside.
To complete the picture, fate, which had already prepared Bonnie and Clyde for the most exciting romantic journey in American history, added another detail to the scenery of the upcoming drama: in the autumn of 1929, six months before their meeting, the Great Depression began in America.
Millions of Americans at once lost their hopes for the future and felt that the haves and the powerful did not care about them at all.
Clyde saw at least some semblance of well being among his relatives and acquaintances melt away.
Well, he wasnot going to work for pennies.
Those who have taken away people's chances of a decent life should be prepared for the fact that he will take something away from them as well.
Clyde did not learn anything from his brother's fate, he turned into a thunderstorm of expensive store owners and rich passers by.
Clyde told about his exploits to anyone who was willing to listen, and the police were just waiting for an opportunity to put handcuffs on him.
They met by chance, visiting a mutual friend.
Since then, there hasnot been an evening that Bonnie and Clyde havenot spent together.
Bonnie didnot think about her wayward husband anymore.
Clyde was surprisingly gentle and charming, and the criminal fleur suited him so well, adding a special masculinity that, from Bonnie's point of view, is not found among respectable citizens.
One day Clyde came to say goodbye to her: the police have been watching him for a long time, and it will be safer to get out of town for a while.
He will definitely send a postcard in which he will inform you of his new address.
But the arrest followed the same evening, when he was packing his suitcases.
The police were well aware of all his exploits, and on one of the dates he confessed to Bonnie that he would not pass a serious term.
The idea that the normal course of life should be interrupted for many years was for him equivalent to the thought of the end of the world.
And he saw only one salvation — escape.
Bonnie volunteered to help.
Clyde handed her a piece of paper with a plan of the house where the parents of one of his cellmates lived.
The bathroom was marked with an x — there was a 32 caliber pistol stored there.
She was also informed when the owners are not at home.
Bonnie secretly confiscated the weapon alone, and the very next day handed it to her Clyde in a reticule.
That evening, Barrow and Turner were released.
The fugitives were caught about a week later in Illinois on the other side of the country.
And by their own oversight: Clyde did not think to change the license plates on the stolen car.
He did not repeat this mistake again.
He served two years in one of the most brutal prisons in Texas.
Moreover, he was very, very lucky: the sentence was seven times longer.
At that time, he was saved by the intervention of his mother.
Kummi Barrow managed to get a reduced sentence due to the family's plight.
Before Clyde found out about this, he managed to take his own initiative — he persuaded his partner to accidentally drop an axe on his feet.
The loss of two toes seemed to Clyde a mere trifle compared to the opportunity to "take a break" from the daily sixteen hour work.
He returned home on crutches and immediately went back to his old ways.
But this time Bonnie made sure that she was also accepted into the company.
After all, she was able to get him a gun?
So, it will be suitable for something else.
She was taken on a trip to the small Texas town of Kaufman, who was sleeping peacefully while Clyde and his friends were robbing a store just opposite the courthouse.
Bonnie was standing guard at the door.
It was the first time she had seen Clyde in action and was admiring the confident calmness with which he directed the actions of his noticeably nervous comrades, when suddenly the alarm went off.
The burglars managed to escape with the proceeds at the last moment.
Everyone except Bonnie.
She was given three months in prison — these were the last months they spent without each other.
Meanwhile, Clyde and his friends continued to do their usual business — to get money from other people's safes and cash registers.
For the time being, without any problems.
One April evening, Clyde and Raymond Hamilton were robbing a jewelry store.
The owner was put a muzzle to his temple and persuaded to open the safe.
By chance, he brushed the door of the gun pointed at him — that's an awkward person, really!
A shot rang out, and the robbers turned into murderers in an instant.
A day later, particularly dangerous criminals Barrow and Hamilton were put on the wanted list throughout the state, and the police established round the clock surveillance of their families.
A new life has begun for Clyde, a wolfish one.
You're alive as long as your gut doesnot change and you have the strength to run.
He knew that sooner or later they would catch up with him, but he was sure that he would not be given into the hands of the police alive.
"The only cop who will touch me will be a pathologist," he often repeated these words later and turned out to be right.
None of this had anything to do with Bonnie yet.
Justice had already settled accounts with her, and after leaving prison, she had every right to forget her "criminal past" as a terrible dream.
To live quietly until old age, but without Clyde.
If she didnot think about it herself, her mother probably reminded her of it.
Both relatives and close friends.
But Bonnie didnot want to be without Clyde.
As soon as she was free, she joined him.
So began the two years that turned Bonnie and Clyde into a legend.
Two of the fastest years of their lives, during which they burned up like a handful of stardust that got into the atmosphere, scorching everything that was too close.
Soon, the sad fate of the jewelry dealer was shared by two policemen who had the misfortune to inquire about the identities of strangers who looked at a dance in some remote Texas village.
Clyde and Ray Hamilton had been at the limit for several weeks, and they could not bear the approach of the figures in the form.
One policeman died on the spot, the other in the hospital a few hours later.
Now the law threatened them not with life imprisonment, but with an electric chair.
Bonnie and Clyde "play bandits"
The next cop, who was suspicious of their car, which swept past at an incredible speed and also turned out to be stolen, was more lucky: the bandits simply put him in the car and took him with them from New Mexico to Texas, where they released him unharmed.
With most of their victims, they tried to do just that, as long as they had enough nerves or were not trapped in a trap.
They raced along the roads of the southern states, not stopping in any city for more than a few days, robbing the cash registers of local shops and banks.
But at that time, even in banks, it was often almost impossible to get hold of a large sum, and if it was possible, there was no time to spend the loot for your own pleasure.
It was as if something was forcing them to strive for the end as quickly as possible.
No one, except Bonnie and Clyde, could withstand this frenzied pace from the beginning to the end.
The others tried to leave the gang sooner or later just hoping to live longer.
And there were the most incredible rumors about this couple — that, for example, Bonnie was a nymphomaniac, and Clyde was a homosexual…
What was really going on in their souls, one can only guess.
There are only a few hints.
Once, when the police managed to catch the gang by surprise, several reels of undeveloped film fell into the hands of the law enforcement officers.
Footage of her soon appeared in all the newspapers.
These are almost ordinary photos, the kind that companies like to take on vacation.
If it wasnot for the weapons in almost every picture.
Bonnie is standing by the car in an elegant suit, Clyde is at the hood of a late model Ford.
Bonnie with pistols in her belt, then with a rifle, then on Clyde's shoulder, then Bonnie and Clyde "play bandits" - aim at each other with rifles.
But not a single smile — even when they are fooling around, they only slightly stretch their lips in a grin.
And in the eyes of the fatigue of people who are doomed to forever escape from the chase.
Something was told by one of the gang members, William Jones, who was with them for eight months.
After the release of the famous film, in the late 60s, he was haunted by journalists who wanted to know "how everything really was."
"I saw this movie, so the only thing that wasnot complete nonsense in it was how they shot there.
It was almost like it was real.
But Clyde behaved differently.
He never bragged.
And he certainly didnot talk endlessly.
He was always as quiet as a cat when the dogs were around.
He was sure that the main thing was to be constantly ready.
Sometimes he would suddenly brake the car sharply, take out a gun and start shooting at the nearest tree or road sign just for the sake of training.
Clyde was the best driver in the world, even the police said so.
I think that's what kept him and Bonnie alive for almost two years.
He did not let anyone drive and could drive without stopping for many hours at the highest speed.
Every week we changed the car.
And run, run, run.
Sometimes it seemed that we didnot do anything else.
In his sleeve, he always hid a sawn off shotgun attached to an elastic band.
When there was a jacket on top, it was impossible to guess that there was a gun under it.
Wherever he was, the weapon was at arm's length — even in bed.
Even when he was kneeling on the floor at night.
He thought we were asleep and couldnot see anything.
I noticed him doing it several times.
He was praying.
Probably for his soul.
He knew that he would soon be finished."
The only person Clyde fully trusted was Bonnie.
The only one who was there only for him.
The hardships and dangers of life outside the law did not cause her much inconvenience and, apparently, she liked it more than peaceful vegetating in a backwater city.
Nevertheless, the rumors about her bloodthirstiness are greatly exaggerated.
As far as we can tell, Bonnie hasnot fired a single shot in the entire history of the gang.
And although she, like the others, always had a weapon with her, she never even loaded it herself.
When the gang went to work, she was waiting in the car.
Bonnie and Clyde rarely quarreled, and no one heard harsh words from them about each other.
When there was a quarrel between them, Clyde would start joking: "Baby, why donot you go home to Mommy?
You will hardly be given more than ninety nine years.
Women have never been put in the electric chair in Texas, and I will definitely send my recommendations to the court."
She couldnot help laughing in response — and the quarrel didnot happen.
In any circumstances, she did not forget to take care of herself.
Even on the road, her hair was carefully styled, her lips were painted, her manicure was impeccable.
She wore long dresses, matching high heeled shoes and small hats.
My favorite color of clothing is red.
Newspaper rumors that she did not take the cigar out of her mouth, her very og orchali: one day, Bonnie even asked a policeman who was abducted by them to specifically tell the newspapers that she only smokes cigarettes, because decent girls do not smoke cigars.
As Clyde sped them to the next short stop, Bonnie put rhymes together in her head.
Then I wrote down on pieces of paper what happened.
She kept some of the poems, but most of them were sent to the trash later.
Some of her poems fell into the hands of the police along with photographic films, she gave another poem to her mother a couple of months before her death.
Those who live like you or me are always destined to lose, No matter what they would have to run from the chase, No matter what they would have to shoot from.
On the last breath
The further their race went on, the more obvious it became that they would not last long like this.
The first serious problem brought them to the edge of the abyss — both figuratively and literally.
The accident was Clyde's fault.
Behind the wheel of the car, rushing, as usual, at breakneck speed along the highway, he did not notice the sign warning that the bridge ahead was washed away by the flood.
At the last moment, he managed to press the brakes, but the car overturned and exploded a few minutes later.
Everyone, except Bonnie, managed to get out in time.
Her thigh was burned, so much so that the bone was visible.
Fortunately, a couple of farmers lived nearby.
The good people put Bonnie to bed, treated the wound... and called the police, noticing that the travelers in trouble had suspiciously many weapons.
When Clyde realized what had happened, despite all the kindness of the owners, he had to ask his brother Buck (he was out of prison by that time and joined the gang) to tie them to a tree in the nearest forest, borrow their car and get out again.
But now it was necessary to look for a shelter where they would feel safe for a long time.
They checked into a roadside inn in Arkansas.
Clyde hardly left Bonnie's side.
He gave her pills, adjusted pillows, even carried her to the toilet.
But Bonnie needed hospital care.
The wound healed very slowly and did not heal completely.
And yet it was necessary to leave.
They had already been in the same place for a month — enough for the police to have time to pick up the trail.
And there was an even greater tragedy ahead.
The owner of another hotel was again confused by the number of weapons, and, of course, he called the police.
This time, they quickly guessed what kind of suspicious company it was, and prepared for its capture seriously.
That night, Bonnie and Clyde felt for the first time that the police could be stronger than them.
The headlights woke them up.
Several armored cars were parked at the very threshold, another one blocked the exit from the garage.
More than two dozen armed police officers were stationed around.
A firefight began, in which they had never been caught before.
They managed to escape, but at a terrible cost: Buck was blown off part of his skull by two bullets, his wife Blanche was almost blinded by glass fragments that hit her eye.
A couple of days later, the police came to them again, when the gang, spitting on all caution, camped in the park.
Clyde and Jones managed to escape and take Bonnie away, but the dying Barrow Sr. and Blanche, sobbing over his body, fell into the hands of the guards.
Blanche was a young, simple minded woman who had absolutely no idea what she was doing when she followed her husband to the Barrow gang.
She watched everything the brothers did with barely concealed fear and kept trying to persuade Buck to return to Dallas, to a normal life.
The court sentenced her to 10 years in prison just for being near the criminals.
Jones left the gang shortly after this story.
He had had enough.
The pursuers were already breathing down their necks, but Bonnie and Clyde were not going to become easy prey.
The next time the hunters got very close — they figured out the place where the Barrow family met their prodigal son on holidays, and when Bonnie and Clyde came to congratulate his mother on his birthday, the first thing they heard was: "Surrender in the name of the law!"
The criminals rushed to the car.
The police opened fire, wounding both in the legs.
But that didnot stop them.
Clyde fired an automatic burst in the direction of the police, and when they came to their senses, his Ford was already far away.
In January 1934, Bonnie and Clyde raided the Eastham prison — the same one in which Clyde once cut off his fingers.
They released from custody an old friend of Raymond Hamilton and his cellmate Henry Methvin.
A security guard was killed during the operation.
After this story, the Texas police hired a "special agent" to catch a criminal couple — a former Texas ranger Frank Hamer, who during his career tracked down and neutralized more than a dozen gangsters.
While he was studying the case, his "wards" made themselves felt from time to time.
The bandits robbed several banks, shot two policemen at Easter and another a few days later.
They kidnapped the fourth.
The Texas police were biting their elbows with rage.
But it wasnot until May that Hamer finally managed to figure out another criminal hideout — in Louisiana, at the home of Henry's father, Iverson Methvin.
Hamer immediately went to Iverson, and in an hour they agreed: old man Methvin turns over Bonnie and Clyde to the police in exchange for his son's life.
On the morning of May 23, the police set up an ambush in a dense forest near the road: it was impossible to distinguish a human figure from a distance of 15 meters.
A truck belonging to the elder Methvin was parked at the curb.
Clyde knew this car well, and it was possible to expect that when he saw it, he would slow down.
And so it turned out.
Clyde and Bonnie's car appeared on the road around 9 o'clock and slowed down exactly opposite the truck.
They expected to find a host nearby.
At that moment, from behind the trees, fire from six trunks fell on them at the same time.
In a minute it was all over.
One of the policemen ran up to the car, yanked the door.
The bloodied body of an elegant woman fell at his feet.
And the smell of gunpowder smoke was mixed for a moment with a barely perceptible scent of perfume.
167 bullets pierced the car, more than 50 of them hit the bandits.
Later, Sheriff Frank Hamer, who led the pursuit of Bonnie and Clyde, will tell reporters: "It's a pity that I killed the girl.
But it was like this: either we are them, or they are us."
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* Bonnie Elizabeth Parker (1910-1934) and Clyde Chestnut Barrow (1909-1934) - famous American robbers.
Killed (shot by FBI agents) in one day.
From the book by Alexander Solovyov and Valeria Bashkirova " Robberies that shook the world.
Exciting stories about outstanding criminal talents "
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