We have lost a great singer songwriter. Myself I have drowned my sorrows in a old honky tonk bar listening to his music on the jukebox. The man knew how you was feeling when you listened to his songs. Tonight I will have a few drinks and listen to his music.
I heard interviews on NPR and from 2010 and figured he had passed on. Sure enough at the end of the piece they announced George Jones had died. I just happened to be out in the sticks and in front of the perfect place to have a drink, but no George Jones on the juke box.
George was the first on autograph on my J-45. I must have waited an hour before and after a show trying to get it. After the show he said he had to get back to the bus but said he would sign stuff. The delay thinned out the small crowd. After about a half hour or more someone came out to get the items from the three remaining die-hards, ands I gave him the guitar. It came back with a huge legible autograph across most of the lower bout. WOOOHOOO!
Thanks, George.
