Another voice from my past was lost to COVID-19 over the weekend.
Charley Pride was part of the soundtrack of my childhood – Mum and Dad had his albums, and I remember putting them on our big old wooden record player/radio cabinet (a huge piece of furniture, where I encountered a variety of old music). I remember the deep sweetness of his voice – beautiful!
Thank you for the music, Charley.
Kiss an angel good morning…
Good Morning…
1000 Fields of Roses 