FEELS LIKE IT'S RAININ' ALL OVER THE WORLD

A few week-ends ago I insisted my husband drive us over to look at the old Dallas Naval Air Station and Vought on Jefferson Blvd in Grand Prairie. It was a rainy Saturday and I have to say I felt like we were driving through a ghost town. There was a drab landscape of poverty in the area (except for huge, new and improved Vought!!!) with nothing upscale - like everyone from the past had vanished. Railroad tracks ran parallel to Vought Aircraft and vintage rr cars were pulled up across from the hangers ready to load and transport cargo. The buildings at the Naval Air Station looked like old California mission style, stucco and small by today's standards, abandoned on weedy, unlandscaped ground. I could picture their fine appearance in the 40s, even the 60s as this station was an off-limits to the public military/industrial hub in its heyday. (Note Vought still has a security gate and guard.)
The Office of Naval Intelligence was located at the Dallas NAS on Mt. Creek Lake and Oswald practiced shooting at a range nearby. The Warren Commission interviewed Marguerite and Marina Oswald there - and other witnesses? Actually, when you think about it, the Dallas NAS was a perfect place for privacy and control of information and people, and accessibility to any locale by air. On these premises, weapons were developed and probably tested to some degree, though aircraft and their missiles/bombs usually flew to New Mexico, over the Western US, or over the ocean for major testing.
Next door to the NAS, Vought built planes that spied on Cuba from the air just prior to the Bay of Pigs.
The 60s was a turbulent period - decade of Viet Nam, Camelot, Twiggy, James Bond, British rock and roll, and The Man from UNCLE, and multiple assasinations - a time that left its black mark on Mountain Creek Lake and in the very soil of the naval stations/bases here and across the nation.
But back to Saturday in desolate Grand Prairie...I felt oddly bereft upon viewing the Dallas Naval Air Station and its surroundings.
That place holds a lot of secrets; and if I believed in bad energy, I'd say the DNAS had it.
Maybe I'll write more on this, but not now. I think when you hang out a while at the Dallas NAS and Vought, it's a short flight over to Dealey Plaza and the School Book Depository - a supremely distressing topic. A little of this goes a long way, from an emotional point of view.
Let's just say that the Navy of the Cold War era did its dirty work in Dallas and beyond - whatever that was precisely - and moved on. Never paying - just leaving everybody left around town to pick up the pieces and clean up the mess.
The Navy of today won't even reply to my inquiries about chemically-assasinated Mountain Creek Lake. Another sore subject, perhaps, for citizens tired of violence in its varied insidious forms.