Old Red by Willis Jones /
Willis Edwin Jones

Old Red was my best friend, she knew all my secrets and she never told . Growing up in the head of a holler in eastern Kentucky, miles away from the closest neighbor she was the only friend I had growing up. I miss her and love her, though it has been almost 15 years. Theres not a minute that goes by that I don’t think of her and wish she was hear.

 

Always in my heart and on my mind.
Love always
Old Red
1986
Willis Jones