Frank NeSmith

Frank NeSmith

We could have almost written that song

I recall identifying with Roger Miller’s new song, Chug-a-lug, when it came out in the late summer of 1964 because of my own, similar experience. It all resulted from spending a Friday night with my best friend, Clifton Hendrix. I intended to help him finish picking his corn after school so that early Saturday morning he could help me open the squirrel season. When I told Clifton of my plans he grinned, then quickly glanced furtively around, and in a low, conspiratorial voice said, “That’s great ‘cause I found where our landlord hides his likker.”

Frank NeSmith, Columnist.

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