Rodeo Clown

The reporter had been at the rodeo all weekend. After the Sunday performance he finished his last interview with Hank, the champion bull rider.
“Hank congratulations on your winnings. I think this interview will air on the ten o’clock news.”
“Good, I’ll have to text mom and family.” He stood up to walk away.
“Hank, off the record; can you tell me the story about the rodeo clown with the two tears on his face?”
“It ain’t my place.”
“I understand. It is just that I’ve never seen that man talk all weekend. Is he handicapped?”
“J.R. is the smartest cowboy around. He was good friends and used to rodeo with my daddy. Damn near made billions. He’s still got millions. He just don’t want be alone.”
“Did he get cancer or was he In an accident?”
“Na, he just don’t want to talk anymore. Those two tears he has tattooed on him cheeks is to remind him of his wife and son. J.R. was away on a fancy business trip. His wife was his high school sweetheart. They kept trying to have a baby. Couple years ago she got pregnant in her forties. She was scared to fly, so he went alone. While he was gone a twister come from nowhere and leveled the house. His wife and baby boy died. He quit his business, joined the rodeo and never talked since.”

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