"Is this the home of Rebert Harris?" I asked anxiously. The woman who had answered the phone said yes. "Rebert Harris of the Soul Stirrers?" Yes, she said again. I told her I was writing a story on the legendary gospel quartet from Trinity, Texas, and I wondered if I could speak to Mr. Harris. "Re-bert!" she yelled as my temples pulsed. "You can only talk to him for a minute," she told me.... More >>>
Tracking down a myth: The writer meets Harris, if only for a moment.