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Helping her by breaking into her car
Before a Decatur police officer took a woman, arrested for allegedly shoplifting at Wal-Mart, to the city jail, she asked him to grab the keys to her car.
Later in the parking lot, an officer came across her boyfriend, who had broken into the car and torn the steering column apart trying to get it started, police said.
The officer asked him what he was doing, and he replied that his girlfriend had called and asked him to come bail her out.
Seth Burkett says the woman wasn't cooperative with a detective investigating the break-in, but she did say her boyfriend could take the car using any means necessary.
Theories about a name
For those who might have wondered where Hulaco in Southeast Morgan County got its name, E.J. Briscoe of Decatur believes he can help.
E.J., 89, who operated Williams Auto Parts for 58 years, told Ronnie Thomas that a group of Indians lived in the community and that Hulaco sounds like an Indian name.
Sounds reasonable, but what does Hulaco mean? Probably nothing, E.J. figures, except that someone got the name from a firm that helped settle the area — Humphrey Land Co.
"They took the first two letters from each of the three words to come up with Hulaco," he said.
And that does sound really reasonable, E.J.
Friends across years, miles
The Rev. Terry Nappier and his wife, Elaine, of Falkville's Piney Grove Christian Church will leave on a trip to the Philippines on May 8 with the Johnny Tucker International Missions Association.
Terry told Ronnie that he traces his relationship with Johnny from the time his father, Alvin Tucker, was pastor at Pleasant Valley Baptist Church in Flint and Johnny was pastor at Shady Grove Baptist Church of Neel.
"I met Johnny after becoming a member at Pleasant Valley, and we've been friends all these years," Terry said. "Johnny has been a missionary to Guatemala and the Philippines for 18 years."
A mysterious odor like hot electrical wiring prompted a late-night 911 call from M.J. Ellington's house in Montgomery.
Firemen decked in yellow and black boots, jackets and hats checked every corner. They found nothing, but decided to enter one section of the attic accessible only by ladder.
"Do you want me to get a ladder out of the garage?" M.J.'s husband, Coke, asked.
"We have ladders," a fireman answered without cracking a smile.
Visitors to Montgomery should get a fair impression of the capital city's crazy drivers from a shiny black pickup that M.J. spotted there.
The truck has a Montgomery license plate, and its sticker reads: "Warning: I brake for red lights and stop signs."
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