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    Email sent from John Fuller, Ellen's brother, Wednesday, November 21, 2012
    November 22, 2012
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    The woman talking with Michael in that two-shot with the river in the background is Juanita Puckitt Baker, of San Angelo. She and EA were in a car pool of sophomore girls I used to drive to school in 1964-65. It was one of the more emasculating exercises in a generally humiliating high-school experience for me. Thank God, Juanita mellowed quickly after that. 

    She figures prominently in the DVD of the 1991 edition of the barbecue, in which she recounts the semi-drunken trip that EA, Sharon and she took during a previous edition--maybe the one at which I took the still photos, which would be an interesting nexus--to the nearest town in search of more ice, in my 1965 Mustang, which kept overheating.

    Good times, good times.

    One of Juanita's first cousins, by the way, is Robert Earl Keene. You may not have heard of him, but Googling that name will take you to more information that you'd ever want to know about alternative country music. Keene was once the celebrity phone-in guest to the NPR weekend radio show "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me"'s "Not My Job" segment, in which he was asked about life on his ranch near Kerrville, TX. One morning, he said, he was awakened by the sound of gunshots, and discovered that his wife was on the porch, in her bra and panties, shooting at feral cats (sorry) with his deer rifle. "I realized then," he remarked, "that there is a big difference between 'bucolic' and 'isolated.'" His roommate at Texas A&M was Lyle Lovett, and the two of them collaborated on a memoir of their college days, "The Porch Song." Each recorded a version of it, Keene's as comedy, Lovett's as tragedy.

    Don't let people tell you my alma mater never produced any artists. God knows, they'll try.

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    Actually, REK's name is Robert Earl Keen, & the song he & Lyle wrote together is "The Front Porch Song". Robert was a "latch-key kid" who grew up in Houston, TX. His mother, Juanita Puckitt Keen, was a lawyer in Houston, & his father was a geologist. Robert was more interested in playing his guitar in high school than making good grades. When he applied to Texas A & M, his grade point was not so good, but he made such high scores on his entrance exams that they didn't care so much about his grades. They wanted him immediately.
    He lived on Front Street in College Station, & we had some wild times there. He had an over-turned wash tub for a coffee table, & left wooden spoons out for people to accompany artists. We help float a keg there one day with a lot of artists, a wonderful, Cajun fiddle player named Ronnie, & several guitars. It was the first time I ever saw a guitar played like a dobro with the slide being a beer bottle. That night Lyle Lovett was playing a gig at Mr Gatti's, & we all went. Before we left, Robert gave us a brief lecture about how Lyle was a good friend of his, so we all had to BEHAVE.
    Lyle was performing on stage by himself & his guitar while the people working there would continually over-ride his mic, & announce #42 , #39, # 40,etc.(pizza orders)! After a while of that happening, Steve, my husband, jumped up & shouted, BINGO! SmileIt was a rough start for an artist, but a funny memory.Cool

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