This one hurts me. A lot. I was blessed to watch Charlie Daniels play live maybe half a dozen times, as recently as March 21, 2019 in downtown Richmond VA.
He carried an aura about him on stage. That big cowboy hat over his gray mane, the dark sunglasses concealing his eyes, and he'd always be chewing gum. Yet then, he'd give all of that tremendous energy for that hour as he'd play guitar and then sow so hard on that fiddle with his own inimitable grip and technique. He'd play blues, country, rock, jazz, gospel, and not miss a beat. He loved to drop wisecracks in concert with his self deprecating sense of humor.
He was never afraid to stand up for the USA and its military.
He was never afraid to play songs about Jesus Christ in concert.
He was never afraid to stand up for true values no matter how the world around him changed.
I have both his books, several albums, and a lot of good memories.
We have a lost a great artist, a great performer, a great American, a great Christian, and a great man.
Country music, the United States of America, and the world are far better for having known Charlie Daniels. The world will be a lot better if we have more people like him.
With a tear in my eye, RIP sir.
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