While listening to the New Yorker‘s in depth story on Willie Nelson, I was moved.
Nelson is clearly impressive, not just as a cultural treasure, and as a performer, but also as a human being.
There’s a lot I had not known about Willie Nelson. I was not a fan, in the sense of one of those following his career, collecting his albums.
I had, thanks to Burt’s curiosity and enthusiasm for seeing all, and attending everything, been to three or four of Willie’s New York concerts.
That’s what dawned on me some three or four paragraphs into the story.
It’s a nice reminder of the life we lived. As if, all my roads lead to Burt.
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