![]() ![]() They could have used a chaperone, all of them, or a warden. W.’s screams echoed inside the Buick for a good long while, longer than was seemly for a man. throwing cherry bombs the whole way.” Sometimes he missed high and the cherry bombs exploded against windshields or on the hoods, and Johnny and Carl would curse him mightily, curse unheard, but one time he misjudged and the cherry bomb bounced off a window frame and into J. We put eighty, ninety thousand miles on that Buick, across Canada, across everywhere. “That first tour was me, Johnny, and Carl, and Sonny James, Marvin Rainwater, Wanda Jackson. Stars don’t drive.” Instead, he read Superman, or used a cigarette lighter to fire up one cherry bomb after another and flung them out the half window to explode under the trailing cars. Jerry Lee rode in the passenger seat of the Buick, sick of this great distance between crowds and applause, six hundred, seven hundred miles a day. The big sedans might have been different colors, once, but now they were all a uniform gray, the color of the blowing dust. There was a long Lincoln Continental, a Fleetwood Cadillac, a mean-looking Hudson Hornet, and a brand-new Buick Supreme it was new for only a thousand miles or so, till the potholes got it. The caravan thundered down highways that were barely there, the roadbed eaten by permafrost, the gravel flying like buckshot against the bottoms of the big cars. Jerry Lee Lewis did not know where he was, precisely, just somewhere in Canada. Excerpted from "Jerry Lee Lewis: His Own Story" ![]() We have excerpts from some of the season's biggest entertainment biographies and memoirs all day - guaranteed perfect for someone on your list. ![]()
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