She grew up one of twelve children in a one-room cabin in the Great Smoky Mountains — dirt poor, but never without a song. When winter came and she had no coat, her mother sewed one from a box of rags and told her a story to make her proud of it: the Bible story of Joseph, and his coat of many colors.

She wore it to school like a queen. The other children didn't see a queen. They saw rags — and what they did next left a wound she carried for years, until she turned it into one of the most beloved songs ever written.

It's a story about poverty and pride, about a mother's love stitched into something out of nothing, and about how the cruelest day of a child's life can become the thing that outlives everyone who was in that room.

The name is revealed only at the final page. See if you can guess before the end.

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