Homer Barron, the first real beau of Emily Grierson, stuck
out "like a sore thumb" in the town of Jefferson for many different
reasons:
First, he was a Northerner, which was reason
enough for the deep Southerner Jeffersonians to dislike him. To top it all, he was quite
charismatic, loud, brash, and rogue. He spoke his mind and did not care about the
mannerisms and propriety expected from people in the
South.
Second, he liked his drink. He would drink with
younger men in the Elk club.
Finally, let's face it: What
is HE doing with Emily, the town's oldest vestige and a woman whose last name makes the
old folk shudder due to its history and formerly aristocratic origins. This alone was
reason enough to consider him a bit weird.
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