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SGMA will honor The Oak Ridge Boys

One of the most prolific groups in country music history also shares one of the longest tenures in the business – The Oak Ridge Boys. The group actually began as the Oak Ridge Quartet a gospel offshoot of Georgian Wally Fowler’s Georgia Clodhoppers. They were a regular part of the Grand Ole Opry ® in […]

Larry Cordle and “Pud Marcum’s Hangin'”

Songwriters are the life’s blood of the music industry. They create the tapestry upon which every artist creates their careers and their legacies. Often we never learn their names unless they are also an artist. One of my favorite songwriters who is also an artist has created some of the songs country listeners know by […]

‘Many a Mile’ with Eddie and Martha Adcock

Two of my favorite folks in the bluegrass music field are Eddie and Martha Adcock. Eddie and I both share the honor of having worked with Bill Monroe and we were together at the International Bluegrass Music Museum in Owensboro, Ky. earlier this fall as we were honored for our contributions to the music.

Final curtains for a couple of TV “Docs”

Recently two more of my acting friends took their final bows and the curtain closed on their amazing careers. Many remember Harry Morgan, (1915-2011) who made us laugh so amazingly as part of the ensemble cast of doctors on “M*A*S*H” and also kept the streets safe in “Dragnet.” His acting career spanned from being everything […]

Uncle Dud Doolittle and the rickety ladder

My great Uncle Dud Doolittle was an entrepreneur extraordinaire who operated the little general store at Flintville Crossroads. Now Uncle Dud was as swift as could be. He stood about five-foot-five and was wiry as a well-strung bed frame. His circular Ben Franklin spectacles offset his gray hair, and he was seldom seen outside his […]

The colors of things yet to be seen

As I drove through the mountains of Arkansas looking at bright yellows, deep reds and variety of greens and browns, I felt a warmness coming over me beckoning back to my childhood riding in the back seat of my parents blue 1964 Chevy Malibu as we made our way through the mountains heading to who […]