For as long as I can remember, there have been constants in Country Music. The shrill sounds of Hank Williams, smooth serenades from Jim Reeves, stories spun from the mouth's of masters, and the "Thin Man from West Plains," Porter Wagoner.
Porter died last night in a Nashville hospice from lung cancer. I met him one time - here in Springfield. His music was simple, filled with death and lyrical twists that sometimes made you sit back, suck in some air, and explain; "Really!"
He had many fans here, in his hometown of West Plains, and newer fans still, after this year's release of "Wagonmaster" which was a work of love by Marty Stewart, and lauded by many as a comeback album. Porter received great recognition and critical acclaim from it - possibly some of his best work came at the end. I wish I would have interviewed him.
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