The Ghost of Texas Hero Sam Bass Led Me to His Secret Treasure

Part 1 — An Exclusive Historical Discovery Documented for Humankind

Introduction

For circumstances beyond my control, in the past month I got slapped with the official title of “public danger” and became an outlaw in my own home. Taking my life back into my own hands from a serial hoarder and abusive daily shaming and belittling for my medical condition, well, yeah, I’ll hit the road. Tried the VRBO and AirBnB offerings, but for whatever reason, both I tried to book cancelled on me. Maintenance related, but still almost a pattern if I kept trying.

I picked a budget extended stay place with a little kitchen; a furnished studio apartment — definitely a better deal than trying to get a legit 6 or 12 month lease and filling it with…stuff… The hoarder wanted to leave first and get a new place for three (3) months at $3,000 a month, unfurnished. That’s what happens when you fill the house with unfulfilling shit — there’s no room anywhere for love in such a depressing mess of a place.

Standing outside my temporary lodging, across a couple streets was an empty field that continued over the horizon. An old fence, like really old posts and barbed wire, and wide as the eye could see. Rolling hills, so maybe a creek? The idea to explore also came from being kicked out of my home — for protection, I bought a Sig Sauer 1911 Air Pistol and wanted to practice with it. Hear how it sounds, considering it’s all metal with a blowback slide…