This is Rooster; he passed from this life today. I only met him once, but he was a wonderful friend to my son Jim, and I know losing him was like losing a family member for my boy.
Rooster was a redneck in every sense of the word: he had an arsenal stashed away in his mobile home. He had money hidden away around his house, but none in banks. I hear he was good for a quickie loan, if a friend was in need.
Although he was diabetic, Rooster chose to ignore all dietary restrictions. Actually it wasn't the diabetes that got him in the end; I understand his liver failed as a result of his heavy comsumption of beer.
I know this Alabama/Georgia man's passing leaves a big hole in Jim's life. May God rest his soul, and comfort my son in his loss.