This morning a friend I grew up with shared this article about a well-known character from my hometown. I remember seeing his car around town when I was a little girl, because it was hard to forget: it was covered in animal skulls and bones.
No one batted an eye when the Bone Man drove past. In the deep South, we're used to our eccentrics...they're just part of the landscape. Reading this article took me straight back to my childhood, and I thought some of my international readers might be interested in hearing about a small town witch doctor. Enjoy!