Mi patria...thanks for posting. Not a Music Guy like some of you all, but the right song at the right time is powerful, and this takes me back. His cousin is the Sheriff there now. Fair bit o' music down that way...Lynyrd Skynyrd from just up the road, and I recall encountering one Ellas McDaniel on the late night shift at the craphole generic grocery store that was my first job (at 16). (Putting a P-F spin on this, I learned a lot there: battery stolen out of my car in parking lot in broad daylight on day one, and donnybrook with shoplifters on day two...that pace continued for my time there. One of my co-workers was stabbed in the back with a screwdriver two weeks after I had moved on.)