His parents were Arkansas sod busters who couldn’t decide what to call him. One wanted to name him J____, the other liked R_____. As a compromise, they just hung J.R. on him and it stuck. So he ended up with no real name until he was a full grown man.
No matter how many times I hear this story, it always takes me back to stories my dad would tell about growing up in Dyess colony along side the Cash family.
No matter how many times I hear this story, it always takes me back to stories my dad would tell about growing up in Dyess colony along side the Cash family.
Love it.
Brilliant.
Minds me a little bit of Heinlein's Man Who Was Too Lazy to Fail, from Time Enough for Love.