Bozo Cyclops

Bozo Cyclops was born in 1929 to itinerant alcoholic sharecroppers in the vicinity of Cow Island, LA. At age 4 he was abandoned on the steps of the Full Gospel Calvary Church in Memphis Tennessee, and promptly turned over to a local orphanage. At age 12, desperate to make a living after being kicked out of the facility for being "Not Right. In his Mind.", He managed to weasel a job at the Henry Wirtz Coffin Factory, which needed a lot of extra help following the windfall of the Pearl Harbor attack in 1941. This is where he made his home, sleeping in a back room in one of the defective coffins by day, sweeping up wood and metal shavings by night. By and by, he began to fancy himself a ghoulish, undead creature, fueled by the fantasies in his Mind, a love of late night country and blues radio broadcasts, and general social isolation. On New Years' Day, 1953, after hearing of Hank Williams' death, something snapped. He busted out, stole a guitar and a white suit, and hitched the freight line to New Orleans and all points Beyond, playing ratholes and Dixie dives across the decrepit South for nickels and dimes. His vagabond wanderings continue to this day. This is his immortal legacy.