"My favorite George Strait memory is when I was on tour with George. I was 22 and my dad was on the road with us. I had gotten a tattoo and ruffled Dad's feathers pretty good. He was really, really mad. I had to wear long sleeves for two weeks, and he wouldn't talk to me. The last day of the tour, before the end-of-tour picture, George had apparently heard about all this and sent out for 75 stick-on tattoos. When we took our group picture, everyone rolled up their sleeves and they all had a tattoo, exactly where my tattoo was-even my dad.