In honor of a great redneck
Just FYI, my name isn’t Earl. When I started the Modern_Redneck twitter account, I never dreamed I’d have any followers. This was a social experiment to test the reaction of me just being me. Well, damn. I met some great people this way.
Earl was my dad. A true modern redneck. A hard-working, deer hunting, bass fishing, union member, kick-ass guy. Me, I didn’t turn out the way he’d want. I can’t stand the thought of touching a fish, I hunt deer with a camera, and I work in advertising and public relations.
In his honor, I chose his name for my alter ego. If I become half the man he was, I’ll have accomplished quite a bit.
