AK Jeff,
I used to attend the DC in Amarillo with my parents back in the 80s. We used to make our annual Saturday night pilgrimage to the Big Texan for steaks.
Yep - the Big Texan was a favorite place of ours.
There was more entertainment on Amarillo Blvd though on a Friday night. We lived about 5 blocks off the Blvd for a while, and you could here the hookers yellin' at the cowboys as they drove thru town. One Jw brother slowed to a near stop as he turned the corner one night, and had a hooker jump in the car. Once, at the Shakey's Pizza following a TMS/SM, I was followed in the door by a cute hooker, who stood in line behind me as I ordered. My wife was already there, having rode with some other witnesses, and I turned around and asked her across the room what she wanted to drink. The hooker kind of cleared her throat and said, a little upset "Oh, well, I see you already have a date tonight" and strode out as quickly as she came in. LOL
The most lovely 'hooker' on the street was this cross-dresser who was truly gorgeous. We saw this particular one often standing on a particular corner there - then one day we heard 'her' cry out to a potential john across the street - in a man's voice. First time we knew she was a he.
Sorry to get off topic. Just a couple of 'Amarillo' memories popped up. Amarillo - a modern town that still thinks it is an 1860 cattle town.
Jeff