George Noory: This is your life
?First time I met George was back when I was still ridin? the rails in Texas with LBJ?s nephew and a neighbor kid named Boyd. They were having terrible problems with farmers and livestock getting? shot with stray bullets over in Refugio County. We had a sneakin? suspicion it was this drifter named George Noory because he?d show up at our campfire just after sunset, all wall-eyed crazy like he was hopped up cactus juice, muttering about the stars making fun of him. The first time we just laughed and George shot Boyd?s thumb off, so he had to learn to jump box cars from the other side and cast a cane pole left handed. Anyway, after George took off we got to noticin? the skies, and right after sunset the first stars at night did appear to spell out the words, ?George Noory Sucks.? Last we heard, George was headed out to the Davis Mountains to try and get a closer shot.?