A biography for Hunter S. Joneshasn’t been written yet.
“Then, the door opens and there he is; silhouetted in the hall light. Long hair, long legs, and a heartbeat in tune with my own.”
“With one perfect kiss on one perfect English summer afternoon, we understand the meaning of all the colors of every rainbow, forevermore.”
“Nashville has always been competitive. My granddaddy called it the Hillbilly Babylon.”