NO ONE BELIEVED A GUITAR STRING COULD CHANGE THE COURSE OF COUNTRY MUSIC — UNTIL IT DID. It was a gray morning at a small bus stop in Kentucky when Maybelle Carter dropped a single guitar string without even noticing. She was tired from the road — another show, another crowd — and that tiny string slipped into the dust like nothing at all. A boy named Johnny Cash, barefoot and quiet, happened to be there. He picked it up, turned it in his hands, and for reasons he couldn’t explain, kept it in his pocket. It was just a string… or maybe something more. Years later, when Johnny stood on stage dressed in black, his voice carried that same echo — the weight of faith, sorrow, and something ancient. Some folks said that the sound of Maybelle’s guitar lived on through him. Others called it coincidence. But those who knew the story whispered: “That wasn’t just a string. That was a beginning.”
They say every legend begins with a single moment — something so small, so ordinary, that nobody notices it until years later, when it suddenly makes sense.For Johnny Cash, that…