There’s something wistfully romantic about the second verse of “Me And Bobby McGee” that makes it hard not to daydream about an untethered life on the road. “Windshield wipers slappin’ time, I was ...

Before he was an outlaw-country pioneer and a movie star, and after he was a Rhodes scholar and a helicopter pilot for the U.S. Army, the jarringly handsome young man was a janitor in Nashville, for ...