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.