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To My Hero

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I hate I pretend you're still alive. Hate it, because you're not, that's shelfish of me I know. I thought the National Enquirer was lying. I thought when I woke up that Friday of April that I wouldn't hear the worst news I have ever heard in my life: That you had passed away. I started crying immediately. Mom then called dad and dad said "Is she okay?" Mom said yes and she was crying. Truth was I wasn't okay. At all. We went to the mall that day, and as I was waiting on mom to bring our lunch, I looked around. "How could everyone be so okay right now?", I thought angrily. Hadn't they known that the best country singer in the world had passed away? Hadn't they known at all? If they did, they didn't show it. All day I tried to keep it together. I did. Until I was alone. I cried so hard I almost threw up. I watched the funeral. Well... I tried. I couldn't hold it together. When Vince "Sweetpea" (as you called him) Gill and Patty Loveless started "Go Rest High" I just couldn't continue... I have yet to watch the entirety of your funeral. All day for about 3 or 4 days they (The Grand Ole Opry, Willie's Roadhouse) played your music 24/7, nonstop... And I listened. The day you passed mom and me stopped at Cato's. She left me in the car. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy pointing to the sky and looking upward. After the boy left, I looked up. I then saw a read heart-shaped balloon in the sky. I stared at it and whispered "Thank you..." I knew what you were trying to say. That it was gonna be okay, that *I* was gonna be okay, but most of all that you were okay. You have inspired me to self-teach myself how to play the guitar, just like you. I am working (however so slowly) on getting a Martin, like you played. I know they aren't cheap, but that's okay. I know I can never fill your shoes, and anyone else would be a fool to even try... But I can follow those shoes and learn from the best guitar player and best singer God had ever put on this green Earth. Love you and miss you, Possum.
TO MY WATCHERS: I know you probably don't have a clue who I was talking about up there. It's the one and only George Glenn "Possum" Jones. He was my all-time favorite singer (still is..., and my inspiration.) I think it was Brad Paisley who said at the funeral "If you don't know him, know him now." I encourage you all to read his autobiography "I Lived To Tell It All". It gives the greatest account of one man's life I have ever read, He has literally been through everything, y'all. Cocaine, kidnappers, alcohol, violent rages, wrecks in his tour bus... That's just a few of the things he had experienced in his 81 years of living. Here's his obituary, for those interested: [link] I know I posted it on my last Journal, but I figure I'd post it again... And here are some videos:


[link] ("Same Ole Me - The George Jones Biography")

[link] ("The Gospel According To Jones" - Eric Lee Beddingfield ft. George Jones

[link] (George Jones last and final show in Branson, MO., This is the one I went to, If you listen, you can probably hear me screaming. xP)

[link] "Go Rest High" by Patty Loveless and Vince Gill performed at the funeral

That's just a VERY small sample of what he did. Please. Go listen.
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