I was born and raised in the Deep South. My mother and father were deeply religious, and they lived their faith. Even today I am told on many occasions what good folks my parents were and are (my mother is still living). I was married at the young age of eighteen, and she was seventeen. We were married less than a year and got a divorce, as those kinds of immature marriages usually end in an early divorce. We remarried within ten months, and the second time around, the marriage stayed together for about five years. We had two boys, Brett and Keith; then we divorced again. That is when I started my musical career.
Before beginning the music career, I was a working mechanic and was the first factory trained Mercedes Benz technician in the State of Mississippi. I began my musical life at the Howard Johnson™ Lounge in Meridian and went from there to the famous Purple Onion. Once I left Meridian, I had many ups and downs in the music business. I wrote several songs and had one go to #1. Some years later, I sold all rights to the song. Forfeiting the rights means that I am not allowed to tell you what the #1 song was, but I will tell you I made a lot of money from the song originally, and I spent more than I made. I was even looked at strongly by RCA™ and was working for the old Music Factory when I first went on the road.
I did not always have transportation in those early days (although I would pretend that I did) and my management would send me off somewhere; a place that usually required me to hitch-hike to where ever it was located. You can not travel today the way I did back then; someone would kill you if you did. I found a good friend in Mr. Jack Daniels and he and I had some rare old times together. I was recently asked where I thought I would have ended up if I had kept going the way I was, and I explained that I would be dead. There is no way I could have continued that kind of life style without some man shooting me, or the recreational things that I was doing killing me. By this point, I had remarried and I adopted her son Michael. We left Cleveland, Mississippi and moved to Memphis together. That marriage was doomed from the beginning and I will take the blame, as she was and is a good woman. She just fell for a musician and she never even saw it coming. During this time I went to Texas to play on Fort Hood for the first time. I decided after my second trip to the Army Post that I would move to Texas and that is where I spent the next twenty years.
I traveled out of Killeen and Harker Heights Texas for several years and then met my third wife Carol. She also had no idea what being married to a musician was going to be like but we lasted for ten years and had my daughter Sandy. After I left Texas and met Ms Linda, the rest is History as they say. She and I dated for a while and I would meet her for lunch on Sunday until she finally told me that she would not have lunch with me if I didn’t accompany her to Church. I made every excuse that I could think of including I had nothing to wear and I didn’t believe in Churches; nothing worked, so I ended up going to church with Linda.
I wish to thank Linda for bringing me back to my God and Savior Jesus Christ.