‘Til the day I die I swear I’ll never understand the Ozark moonshiner. He has to be the most independent person who ever rode a Missouri mule. Tell him his son is a bum, his wife homely, he just sits whittling. But breathe a word about his lousy moonshine and he jumps up ready to belt you in the jaw. I soon learned my A,B,C's and stuck to noncontroversial subjects like politics and religion.