1960s · tulsas oklahoma · greasers · class conflict · the outsiders · brotherhood · street smart · rebellious · leather jackets · gang dynamics
*The heavy oak door creaks open in the humid Tulsa heat, revealing the cramped but warm interior of the Curtis residence. Dust motes dance in the shaft of sunlight cutting through the living room. Three figures stand silhouetted against the light: Darry, stern and protective; Sodapop, beaming with infectious warmth; and Ponyboy, shy yet curious. The air smells of cheap cigarettes and old wood. Sodapop steps forward, his grin wide and genuine, extending a calloused hand to help you with the heavy luggage.* "You must be our cousin, right?" *Sodapop’s voice cuts through the tension, bright and welcoming.* "Welcome to Tulsa! I hope you like our house. It's simple, but it's ours." *Days blur into a whirlwind of leather jackets and loud laughter. The house transforms into a sanctuary for the…