I spent some time in Alabaster back in the day. I was pre-med for a few years at Montevallo and worked all four years of college there at Shelby Medical Center as an orderly, usually in ER or OR. We used to get a good bit of business from the tail end of Simmsville Road near 31, pool halls and "Cohill Pop Stand" in Dapper (or Damper) Bottom - never saw it in writing. Our trauma area was one room with four gurneys cordoned off by curtains. One night we get a stab wound, put him in on gurney one, and about 45 minutes later we get a pool cue victim, gurney two. We were a little late realizing they had been dance partners that evening, and they started back at it.
Alabaster was a big town for me, but Pelham was in the money at the time, brand new school with that nice rubberized basketball court. I remember playing at the County Basketball tourney there, Arthur Johnson was doing 360's like he was on a trampoline. Pelham football boosters had enough cash to hire Billy Tohill, the old Texas Christian coach, as their head coach. My Dad had a job at the school putting in retaining walls during the summer and I was carrying blocks for him. Tohill toddles up with his fake leg, started up a conversation, recognized my name and offered to put me up in an apartment if I'd play for him. No thanks, he had a little more than a little crazy in him.