Ten years ago Roy Thomas Hollis was in a Georgia chain gang. He had twice been convicted of robbery. He sweated with pick & shovel "muscle crews" in tough camps, wore double chains, was lashed by a vicious warden. It was two years before he was classified as a trusty and unshackled.
'One rainy day he told a guard, "I'm going home." The guard refused to believe him, laughed and called "Good luck!" as he walked away. Roy Hollis rode a log down a creek to throw hounds off the scent, headed for his mother's home in Rutledge (pop. 600).
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