Country music lost a legend this last week, George Jones. If you’re a country music fan, you know who he is. If don’t, you should.
So what does this blog post have to do with hunting? Not much to most people, but to me, a lot. Buck hunting and traditional country go hand in hand for me.
You see, some of my earliest memories are of my dad taking me hunting, even before I could carry a gun. He’d wake me up hours before sunrise. Riding in the darkness to one of dad’s brushy-bucky hideouts, it was often George Jones playing on that old AM radio in dad’s 1962 Chevy pickup. The static and monotone coming out of the dash only made it more country.
When George Jones died on Friday, April 26th, I noted his passing with sadness. A small but memorable part of my life was over. Hearing his voice will always take me back to a time in my life that influenced me so much.
George lived a rough life, but in his later years, he got right with the Lord and got it all together. That gives hope to me and the millions who loved him.
Thanks, and goodbye George.
Does music remind you of hunting?