bye, hank

fifty-seven years ago, the man who said, "people don't go to honky tonks to listen to music; they go there to fight" took his last ride. when i was going to an air force school in montgomery, i went to visit his grave. he and his bride are surrounded by british and french aviators who were killed in training accidents during world war II. for me, hank and robert johnson epitomize "the old weird america."