You realize when you are old that most of the icons you thought would be around forever are gone.
I remember buying one of Kris Kristofferson’s first records, Border Lord, from Pearce Wingrove’s general store in Walsingham sometime in the early ‘60s. I still have it.
My son Joe and I went to Willie Nelson’s 70th birthday concert and Joe spent an evening talking to Shooter Jennings, son of Waylon. I would have loved to have had a chance to interview or better yet, get to know the fourth Highwayman, a true renaissance man.
I remember mowing the grass at what used to be the huge tobacco warehouse in Delhi when I heard that John Wayne had died. I had met him once in 1970 when he was making Rio Lobo outside Tucson and had a double bourbon in his honour on the way home.
Meeting Alva “Smoky” Smith, Canada’s last recipient of the Victoria Cross to date,........