Left home never to return a couple months later. 'Hit's a damn wonder it didn't kill me. Damned near killed my parents. Was here, there, and everywhere until I finally high centered in the Bluegrass. Even after that I'd occasionally find sand in my shoes and have to go again. Three months on the road sleepin' in a tent finally got it out of my system in 1980.
Dickie Betts triggered a dormant inclination in me and kept it active for quite some time.
