The boy who could get anything he wanted ends up broke, alone and in prison
THE MISSISSIPPI Delta where I grew up is a place known for lavish lifestyles, farming, fun and parties. I was born in 1957 to parents who I never knew; I was adopted by a couple who always gave me anything I wanted or needed. I learned at an early age how to manipulate my way into getting anything I wanted, including fixes to change the way I felt.
I started getting headaches after getting kicked in the head by my dad's big red Tennessee Walking Horse when I was 6. Having a headache was a reason to get a shot of a narcotic painkiller, which led me to the euphoria that I craved. Soon...
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