Willis Newton Interview - 1979

 Willis Newton was the longest flesh and blood Texas outlaw who robbed taking into consideration more 80 banks and trains. He and his outlaw gang robbed on zenith of Jessie James, the Daltons, and all of the ablaze of the Old West outlaws-associated. Their biggest haul occurred in 1924 taking into consideration they robbed a train outdoor of Rondout, Illinois-getting away taking into consideration $3,000,000. They still sticking to the wedding album for the biggest train robbery in U.S. chronicles.

In 1979, I interviewed Willis Newton at his quarters in Uvalde, Texas. A few months future the outlaw died at age 90.

When I stepped going on and knocked on the subject of Willis Newton's access there was no tribute. After a minute I heard a raspy growl, "It's perspective of view. Come very roughly in."

Stepping inside the rundown clapboard home once the unkempt yard, I maxim a little, withered looking pass man glaring at me from his rocking seat. "What the hell do you twinge?"

"Mr. Newton, I am the boy that called you yesterday and wanted to ask you some questions."

"I ain't telling off no one approximately my vibrancy. I'm going to sell that to Hollywood for a bunch of money."

I knew subsequently that perform an interview following the earliest outlaw was going to be a tough nut to crack. As best I could, I reminded him of our phone conversation as regards the previous hours of hours of day associated to than I asked him to present me when some details upon how to rob a bank or a train. I told him I was writing a paperback novel (which was real) and that I needed some promote in portraying a factual relation of how the robberies took place (which was with legal). After a few moments of consideration, he gestured to a chair in the small flourishing room and every to solid "just a few questions."

In contrast to the cool weather uncovered, it was tender and muggy in his cluttered lively room-swine livid by a small gas wall heater. I speedily unloaded my cd recorder and after a brief conversation as soon as Willis, handed him the microphone. I asked him how to stage a bank retain happening and what was well-ventilated in robbing a train. Then considering turning upon a wind-taking place toy, Willis in want of fact started telling me his vibrancy's report. From era to period, I managed to profit in auxiliary questions but for the most portion he rattled off the dexterously-able accounts of his computer graphics in robot gun fashion-rationalizing everything he had finished, blaming others for his imprisonments, and repeatedly claiming that he had unaided stolen from "new thieves."

I had no idea what to expect as well as I stepped into his tiny home that morning but what I encountered was the quintessence of the criminal mind. Everything he had finished was justified by outside forces, "Nobody ever have enough maintenance me nothing. All I ever got was hell!" As I listened in rapt attention, he sat center stage speaking in a high-pitched raspy voice, pontificating upon an assortment of subjects of his choosing. Lacing his speech behind large quantities of profanities, vulgarities and racial slurs, Willis was quite articulate in telling his stories - a master of fractured grammar. At mature he would slip into mythological relation telling mode where he would chat of killing rabbits and camping out though upon the control from lawmen. Then taking into account a tiny prodding he would reward to the basic facts of his version.

In the process, he told me how he was raised as a child and how he was first arrested for a crime "that they knowed I didn't obtain." He went into detail approximately his first bank holdup, how he "greased" a affix as soon as nitroglycerine, robbed trains, and evaded the lawmen that came after him. Willis described the Texas bank robberies in Boerne, San Marcos, New Braunfels, and Hondo (two in one night). He along with linked the double bank robbery in Spencer, Indiana and proceeded to manage to pay for accounts of bank robberies in a multitude of additional states.

Eventually he recounted the deeds of the Toronto Bank Clearing House robbery in 1923 and finally the likable train robbery outdoor of Rondout, Illinois, where he and his brothers got away following $3,000,000 in cash, jewelry, and bonds. He went into pleasing detail roughly the beatings he and his brothers took from the Chicago police subsequent to they were cutting edge captured. As he told the fable his point reddened and his voice rose to a pitched screech until he had to pause to catch his breath. Then lowering his voice he described how he managed to negotiate a crafty assent when a postal inspector for edited prison sentences for himself and his brothers by revealing where the loot was hidden.

He told approximately his prison years at Leavenworth and his illegal businesses he ran in Tulsa, Oklahoma, after he got out of prison in 1929. He complained cuttingly practically monster sent broadcast to prison in McAlester, Oklahoma, for a bank robbery "they knowed I didn't get," in Medford.

After returning to Uvalde, Texas, taking into account his general pardon from prison, Willis swore that he "never had no atmosphere pain considering the put it on later." When I asked him not quite his elderly brother's botched bank robbery in Rowena, Texas, in 1968, he exploded, "They tried to make a get your hands on of me as the acquire-away driver but hell, I was in Laredo, on depth of 400 miles away! I had 12 witnesses that said I was there the night primeval Doc and R.C. got caught."

At the decline of the interview, I asked him to comment upon the Rondout loot buried in Texas by his brother, Jess. He said he knew where it was buried-just not exactly where because "Jess was whiskey-drunk later he hid it." Looking at the frail aged man dressed in a frayed accord combat and a pair of stained pants, Willis did not appear to have any loot left from any of his robberies; although, locally it was rumored that from period to mature he would spend child support that appeared to have been printed during the '20s or '30s.

Finally, I turned off the scrap book recorder and thanked him for helping me past the details I needed for my paperback Western. Returning to my car, my mind was awhirl gone the stories I had just heard. The thought of writing a baby book upon the obsolete outlaw had never crossed my mind and I was certainly sincere in telling him I was a fiction writer and not a biographer. But what a gloss he told!

The taking into consideration week I put the record tapes in a safety layer box thinking the recommendation might be useful for a difficult writing project. A few years difficult, I transcribed the tapes, added my clarification and filed the interview away. Then even though lithe upon option stamp album I came across the interview file and knew I had to write his footnote-but the huge defense, not just what Willis had told me in the interview. As I found out this was a much enlarged project than I had anticipated. I tracked the length of several hundred newspaper and magazine articles upon Willis and his brothers, court records and police reports. Then, where I could, I interviewed the few permanent people who actually knew and had first-hand knowledge of Willis Newton.

Along the showing off, I unearthed some fantastic evidence that dispelled the myth that Willis and his brothers had never killed anyone in the commission of their numerous crimes. This is the first era that this fact has been brought to lighthearted.

When I had finished the research, I knew I could write his description. With some young people editing, culling some of the blatant racial references and highly developed than abundances of profanities, I tried to save his words to me intact. I do not take on demeaning racial terms in this area speaking any ethnicity of people-whether it is the Irish, Jewish, Hispanic, African, Italian, or auxiliary deprecated populaces.

In a few instances, I had to remodel his accounts for clarity. He spoke in a curt blaze jailhouse prose using a broad range of criminal jargon that sometimes was hard to follow. Wherever doable I strove to maintain his radiant phraseology, using the common expressions of the hours of day.

In writing the Willis Newton cd, I omitted most of his repeated self-justification for his activities in which he took deafening pains to paint himself as a gallant criminal-in the Robin Hood vein. It is definite that he robbed from the affluent but he gave totally tiny to the poor. In a few of his accounts, he did describe giving the "hard maintenance" (silver coin) to some needy and downtrodden farmer that had helped him. In insert, he repeated the idea that he never intended to verbal abuse anyone in the robberies; "each and every one we wanted was the money." There is no doubt that Willis Newton was shaped and stamped by the coarse economic conditions of the southwest in the tardy 1890s and at the forefront twentieth century. Yet at the complex time, there were hundreds of thousands of new people that strived to proceed hard and become sound citizens of their communities. It was his another to go after the "easy child maintenance."

In poring difficult than hundreds of newspaper reports and magazine articles, I was struck subsequently than how much of the bank account varied then what Willis had told me, sometimes substantially. At the same times I found that the newspapers, in their rush to acquire their gloss out, misspelled names, got their facts wrong, asleep or on zenith of estimated dollar amounts of loot taken, and had a utterly gone times keeping the Newton brothers' names straight-Willis and Wylie (aka Willie or Doc) dealt them fits.

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A few weeks in the previously Willis Newton died, he was admitted to the hospital in Uvalde, Texas for tests upon a multitude of beast problems. After he had been there a several days, I went by his room and visited the early outlaw. I knocked upon his admission and he managed a unexceptional, "Come upon in."

When I entered his room, I axiom a enormously emaciated bank account of what I had seen in March of that year. Rail skinny and covered behind a crimson rash upon his legs, Willis cocked his head leaning and demanded, "Who are you?"

I innocent-naturedly reminded him that we had talked at his home earlier and that he had supreme me advice upon robbing banks and trains. He nodded his head and stared happening at the ceiling, "Yeah, I remember now."