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RIP George

George Jones died today.  It’s made me profoundly sad because he was, by far, my dad’s favorite singer.  I have many warm memories of riding home from church, alone with my dad, listening to George on the 8-track.  One time I asked my dad about George’s song, “He Stopped Loving Her Today” – why did the man stop loving “her”?  My dad said it was because the man had died and that death had been the only thing strong enough to break his bonds of love for “her”.  After that, I cried every time I heard that song.  Once we were watching “Hee Haw” (how old am I??) and George Jones came on to sing that song.  I sat there with tears streaming down my face and my mother immediately asked me what was wrong. My dad just laughed and said “she always cries when that song comes on”.  My mother thought I was weird, but then my mother never ‘cared for’ George Jones, bless her.

Today when I saw the news that he had died, I think my heart broke a little.  It probably has to do as much with those silent car rides with my dad, and the passing of time, as it does the man himself.  I found this video on Youtube and listened to that song, once again, with tears streaming down my face.   Goodbye,  George.  I’m going to miss you.


About sugarshellandbutterknife

I am a work-at-home mother of two, daughter K who is 16 and son N who is 12. I live in a 1956 mid-mod ranch with my children and the love of my life, J. We're slowly renovating our house on a budget and love all things DIY. I hope to make this a place where frugal-minded folks like myself can exchange ideas, gain inspiration and find encouragement to tackle whatever life throws our way.

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  1. Hi Jenny,

    I didn´t know who was George Jones (he´s unknowing in Spain), but I feel sad because I understand your post, that it´s so emotive about his dead, and I think that brings you many feelings and remembers about his songs and your family.

    I sent you a big big hug and so much love,

    • Hi Laura,

      Thank you. You’re right – it’s the memories and feelings brought by his death that make me sad. I guess it also makes me a little scared because my dad is getting old, too.

      Thank you for the hugs and love. I’m sending them back to you 😉 Abrazos y besos!!




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