Yesterday, my friend and former band mate (1st Church Guitars) Stu Spencer passed away after a battle with cancer. Stu was our banjo player, guitar player, and occasional drummer when we had access to drums. I remember when he started taking bluegrass banjo lessons. He took it seriously. I also remember the first time I called him out during a song to do a solo. He played it pretty well, looking daggers at me the entire time.
Stu was actually one of our band co-managers until his health began to diminish his playing ability. It only slowed his ability down a bit, he could still hang with us. But he was uncomfortable, so he gradually retired from our band, joining us on "good days."
I officiated Stu's wedding to his wife, Susan, over 10 years ago. Susan was very good to, and for, Stu. They settled in the Nocona, TX area and I understand that Stu finally got to build his dream house on the land that he loved so much.
So, goodbye Charlie . . . and goodbye Stu. I'll probably attend the celebration of Stu's life, but it will have to wait until Covid-19 settles down, whenever that will be. I officiated Stu's wedding, the least I can do is help him into his final resting place. The least we can do sing one final song for him.
Rick ><>
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