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[Birdland in Handley]

Some of these posts have mentioned this sad person. From my Elementary School days thru my High School days kids would see (We saw her on Trail Lake many times) and gossip about a woman with platinum blonde hair, dressed in black, tight , somewhat skimpy (for the times--short shorts) clothes. Kid's legends were that she was a bereft widow, hence the black clothes, and that she wandered in deranged grief--The Berry Street Walker.
In the clear light of day that is, grown-upness I wonder if could she just might have been a normal "working girl" streetwalker--tight black shorts, big platinum hair?
October is the time to share strange memories, and spooky and/or urban legends.

[Molly]

Some of these posts have mentioned this sad person. From my Elementary School days thru my High School days kids would see (We saw her on Trail Lake many times) and gossip about a woman with platinum blonde hair, dressed in black, tight , somewhat skimpy (for the times--short shorts) clothes. Kid's legends were that she was a bereft widow, hence the black clothes, and that she wandered in deranged grief--The Berry Street Walker.
In the clear light of day that is, grown-upness I wonder if could she just might have been a normal "working girl" streetwalker--tight black shorts, big platinum hair?
October is the time to share strange memories, and spooky and/or urban legends.

I remember her, but haven't seen or heard from her in a real loooooong time.

[austlar]

I guess some of us just had dirty minds back in the 60's, but most everybody I knew thought of her as a wanna be hooker. At least that's what we wanted her to be, since back in those days there really weren't any hookers on the street in FW, certainly not in that area of town! The truth, I suspect, is that she was just an unfortunate lost soul, a kind of harbinger of things to come on the streets of FW and elsewhere.

[Bradleto]

Well, I guess I brought her up in the "Westcliff" posts, so I'll pitch and defend her a bit.

No, she definitely wasn't a hooker or wanna-be hooker of any sort, not the way I recall her anyway. She was more likely just an eccentric with frumpy dressing habits and living somewhere there in a small home I suppose near Berry Street.

She was just one of those odd figures that were somewhat rare in Fort Worth then, more common in other cities I think.

Her way of dressing and her ubiquitious presence over on and around Berry Street, I think, all added to her mystery and I guess a few decades of Paschal/TCU students seeing her day-in and day-out, like a fixture in their memories, earned her the nickname.

I recall the hair, the black clothes...too much or too little it seemed to me as if off a bit with the seasons, and didn't she wear some sort of zip-up black boots most of the time?

But, anyway, up and down Berry she would walk... if I saw her once, I saw her a hundred times. We'd all see her and say, "There's the Berry Street Walker!!!"

I suppose someone somewhere knows her name and who she was... long since deceased by now I'd imagine.

Brad

[detail larry]

Well, I guess I brought her up in the "Westcliff" posts, so I'll pitch and defend her a bit.

No, she definitely wasn't a hooker or wanna-be hooker of any sort, not the way I recall her anyway. She was more likely just an eccentric with frumpy dressing habits and living somewhere there in a small home I suppose near Berry Street.

She was just one of those odd figures that were somewhat rare in Fort Worth then, more common in other cities I think.

Her way of dressing and her ubiquitious presence over on and around Berry Street, I think, all added to her mystery and I guess a few decades of Paschal/TCU students seeing her day-in and day-out, like a fixture in their memories, earned her the nickname.

I recall the hair, the black clothes...too much or too little it seemed to me as if off a bit with the seasons, and didn't she wear some sort of zip-up black boots most of the time?

But, anyway, up and down Berry she would walk... if I saw her once, I saw her a hundred times. We'd all see her and say, "There's the Berry Street Walker!!!"

I suppose someone somewhere knows her name and who she was... long since deceased by now I'd imagine.

Brad

[detail larry]

Well, I guess I brought her up in the "Westcliff" posts, so I'll pitch and defend her a bit.

No, she definitely wasn't a hooker or wanna-be hooker of any sort, not the way I recall her anyway. She was more likely just an eccentric with frumpy dressing habits and living somewhere there in a small home I suppose near Berry Street.

She was just one of those odd figures that were somewhat rare in Fort Worth then, more common in other cities I think.

Her way of dressing and her ubiquitious presence over on and around Berry Street, I think, all added to her mystery and I guess a few decades of Paschal/TCU students seeing her day-in and day-out, like a fixture in their memories, earned her the nickname.

I recall the hair, the black clothes...too much or too little it seemed to me as if off a bit with the seasons, and didn't she wear some sort of zip-up black boots most of the time?

But, anyway, up and down Berry she would walk... if I saw her once, I saw her a hundred times. We'd all see her and say, "There's the Berry Street Walker!!!"

I suppose someone somewhere knows her name and who she was... long since deceased by now I'd imagine.

Brad

[detail larry]

Well, I guess I brought her up in the "Westcliff" posts, so I'll pitch and defend her a bit.

No, she definitely wasn't a hooker or wanna-be hooker of any sort, not the way I recall her anyway. She was more likely just an eccentric with frumpy dressing habits and living somewhere there in a small home I suppose near Berry Street.

She was just one of those odd figures that were somewhat rare in Fort Worth then, more common in other cities I think.

Her way of dressing and her ubiquitious presence over on and around Berry Street, I think, all added to her mystery and I guess a few decades of Paschal/TCU students seeing her day-in and day-out, like a fixture in their memories, earned her the nickname.

I recall the hair, the black clothes...too much or too little it seemed to me as if off a bit with the seasons, and didn't she wear some sort of zip-up black boots most of the time?

But, anyway, up and down Berry she would walk... if I saw her once, I saw her a hundred times. We'd all see her and say, "There's the Berry Street Walker!!!"

I suppose someone somewhere knows her name and who she was... long since deceased by now I'd imagine.

Brad

[detail larry]

i was involved with two business on berry street during the 70s and 80s. one was berry street car wash next to paschal high school. i used to know her name or her familys name. her parents lived in wedgewood , her dad was a doctor, she would go home for a few days and then leave again.