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Robert Johnson died when his stepsister Annye Anderson was only 12.
>“There was a make-your-own-photo place on Beale Street, near Hernando Street,” she writes. “I’ve since learned that a man named John Henry Evans owned it. The photo place was right next door to Pee Wee’s, the bar where Mr. Handy wrote his blues.
>"One day when I was 10 or 11 years old, I walked there with Sister Carrie and Brother Robert. I remember him carrying his guitar and strumming as we went. You just walk in, drop a nickel in the slot, pull the curtain, and do it. There was no photographer. I had my picture made. Brother Robert got in the booth, and evidently made a couple.”
This is the first picture I seen of Robert where he don’t look disturbed. This guy had a crazy life and went so young. Though we’ll never know the truth if he sold his soul to the devil or not.