The young man from Meridian stood in the doorway of the English professor’s office and eagerly awaited the assessment of his treasures by the esteemed master. His “treasures” were a bundle of folk songs written on scratch pads, backs of envelopes and pieces of cardboard. He had come to Austin with his collection of cowboy tunes tied with a cotton string in the bottom of his trunk. Since the age…
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