tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534354996846146951.post9018956901843008962..comments2024-03-28T20:16:48.497-04:00Comments on PIECES OF OUR PAST: REMEMBERING THE GOAT MANScott B. Thompson, Sr.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05269488889632912020noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4534354996846146951.post-58235927655618403602013-08-12T09:52:48.368-04:002013-08-12T09:52:48.368-04:00I remember the Goat Man like it was yesterday. You...I remember the Goat Man like it was yesterday. You could hear him before you saw him...pots and pans rattling.<br /><br />I lived in Hogansville,Ga and he was always around..somewhere. We used to stop, pet the goats and my Mom would always buy something from him..or just give him some change. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04302925677028397725noreply@blogger.com