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When I die I may not go to heaven, ‘Cause I don’t know if they let cowboys in. If they don’t, then let me go to Texas, ‘Cause Texas is as close as I’ve been. This song was by Tanya Tucker, who admitted in another song “My soul’s in San Antone”.

Not too far away, in Alabama, Hank Williams Jr. was singing: If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie, I don’t want to go. If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie, I’d just as soon stay home. If they don’t have a Grand Old Opry, Like they do in Tennessee, Then send me to hell or New York City…..… More

She was 18 years old, and had graduated from high school just three weeks ago. We stopped for a dinner of barbecue brisket, at Dinks in the Oklahoma town of Bartlesville. This town used to be one of the richest towns in the USA (oil money from the Bartlesville sandstone discovered in the early 1900’s). A pretty brown-haired lass, Amanda had a contagious smile.  She was courteous in waiting on us. In the fall she would head for Oklahoma Baptist University to embark upon a nursing degree.

As we paid the bill, we noticed a tattoo behind her right ear. It was a thin gray rectangle bending back at 45 degrees.… More

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