And it looks like we saved the best for last.
Next, we will examine that dump (literal DUMP) just off I-27 on the other side of Lubbock International (that's a laugh) Airport. Also known as Preston Smith airport. I guess because Preston Smith owned some of the early skin flick theaters in this area? Surely not because he was a mediocre governor. As far as I can tell, old Preston Smith was pretty much of a dud, except for his pioneering work in adult entertainment. He seems to have been an utter failure as a bank president-- maybe too many sweetheart loans to his buds in the Oil Bidness. His bank got into trouble and Preston Smith got a slap on the wrist. He was a good old boy, though. He had connections. There were probably people who owed him. Who knows? In my humble opinion, Preston Smith was a piece of crap, but now he has an airport named after him! Not much of an airport, but still. Even so. Go figure. He's dead now, so it probably doesn't matter...
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