Quote: Years ago, I lived in the old store building next to Elliot's Body Shop in Thornburg. While I don't remember the Goat Man, we had our share of characters and wack jobs that walked up and down US1. I recall one time, a "Jesus" was passing through on his way to Washington. He was dragging a cross with a wheel on the end of it. It was in August, and hot as hell.(Ha ha) Anyway, I offered him the only beverage I had. A beer. Many beers... Jesus spent the night on my couch..... How many people can say that?