Sorta fits don’t it? No, my boss, Al Capp, first introduced me to his fans when I was 35 years old, a spinster. Here’s how it happened: It was November, 1937. My daddy, Hekzebiah Hawkins was the mayor of Dogpatch and knew that I was probably “the homeliest gal in them mountains”. My daddy had a lot of clout so he made up some rules for a foot race that finally got me married off.
When he shot off his gun all the unmarried men in Dogpatch had to take off running. After they got a little head start he shot his gun again and the unmarried women could go after them. If’n a gal caught one and brought him back to the starting line before sundown she had herself a husband.
Some of those guys were really running and looking over their shoulder to see what/who was gaining on them. And some conveniently tripped if the pursuer was the right gal.
All of us dressed in raggedy ‘hillbilly’ clothes and had a ton of fun, Sadie. Thank you!