February 2008
Dear Friends,
First of all…..HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope it’s the best ever.
There’s so much going on in the world. I pray that God will
bless this country, and the upcoming election of a new
president. I don’t know about you, but I’m not sure yet who will
get my vote.
Secondly, and VERY important, I want to thank each of you for
the thoughtful, sweet and beautiful cards throughout the
year….Thanksgiving, Christmas, birthdays, just everything. You
never forget, even though I sometimes do. And some of you even
remember special dates in my life that I’ll never forget. I
can’t thank you enough. And for your special gifts, which I
appreciate so much. But you know what would make me happier? For
you to spend that money on yourself, your loved ones, or even
donate to a charity of your choice. I’m so blessed to have
friends such as each of you, that’s gift enough. I have to
confess though; I did eat every bite of chocolate, and ate every
cookie…and loved every pound.
I mentioned in the previous Home Page about playing in the Phil
Harris golf tournament. Boots Randolph was a great addition last
year. He performed two nights, played golf both days and had a
great time. But, sadly, early in July, after a short illness, he
passed away. He was a much loved and respected person, and will
be missed terribly. But oh, what a musical legacy he left. On
July 20th, a celebration of his life was held in the Ford
Theater at the Country Music Hall of Fame. The theater was
packed with his family and a host of friends. After the
tributes, something I will never forget took place. Fifty
saxophonists stood in front of a life-sized picture of Boots
playing his sax, and they played together “Yakety Sax”. It was
as if Boots was playing right along with them. And I’ll bet he
was. Thanks Boots, for your friendship and your music.
Two VERY exciting things happened last year. First, on August
11th, my great grandson, Coleton Clark Simpson was born. The
waiting room was packed with family and friends waiting for this
precious baby to make his entrance into the world, which he did
with great gusto. He’s over five months old now, turning over
and trying to sit up. And I swear, he’s the best baby I ever
saw. Never cries except when he’s hungry or needs a change.
Otherwise he has this beautiful smile which he will flash to
anyone in sight. Proud? You bet! But nothing compared to the
pride of my son, Corky, and my daughter-in-law, Pam. Cole is the
light of their lives. And, needless to say, of his parents,
Anita and Travis Simpson’s lives. I’ll get to the other GREAT
event later on in the newsletter.
August 30th, Jeannie Seely and I drove to Maggie Valley, NC
where we worked a show with Jean Shepard the following night.
It’s always fun to work with my friends, and this was no
exception (except for the fact that they are both blondes….just
kidding). The show was held in an amphitheater and the weather
was perfect. A bluegrass group performed first so we didn’t go
on until about 9:00. But the crowd was great and stayed till the
end. What more could anyone ask???
September 14th and 15th the Grand Ladies (Jean Shepard, Jeannie
Seely, Helen Cornelius and I) worked at the Casino Milac in
Onamia, MN. Two sold out shows and standing ovations both
nights. Absolutely great! And fun! Especially at the end of the
show when we all came back onstage together. But there again, I
was in the middle of THREE blondes. Three members of the band
and I had planned to play golf, but the weather was COLD, 30
degrees, so that went by the wayside. Instead Jeannie, Helen and
I went to gift shop and bought fleece jackets…all alike. And we
wore them home on the plane. Someone said we looked like the
three stooges…but we were warm.
October 7th and 8th I played in the Red Steagall golf tournament
in Yokam, TX. My game hadn’t improved, but I love going there.
And just to see the kids from the BlueBonnett Youth Ranch (a
home for abused and neglected children which the tournament
supports) is always worth any effort on our part.
On the 15th of October we lost another dear friend, Brent
Burkett of the Four Guys. They were part of the Opry for 15
years, first as a backup group, then as an act on their own.
Great entertainers! They worked a lot of cruises and had a club
here in Nashville called, appropriately “The Four Guys”. But,
wherever you saw them, you were thoroughly entertained.
Later that month, October 30th, we lost another Icon in the
Music industry; Porter Wagoner. To even write this is almost
unreal. And there’s nothing that I can say that hasn’t been
said. His accomplishments went far and beyond anything I’m sure
this young man from West Plains, Missouri, ever hoped for. But,
maybe not. Being from West Plains myself, I remember him singing
on the courthouse square with a group called Red Hall and the
Auctioneers. The next thing I knew he was in Springfield, MO
singing on the radio. And from there to The Ozark Jubilee, and
on to the stage of the Grand Ole Opry. I could go on and on
about his many hit records, his successful television show, etc.
but what I prefer to remember about Porter is the kind of person
he was. Yes, he was a professional entertainer, but he was also
kind and thoughtful to his fellow man. And he loved his family.
He is missed.
Earlier in this Home Page I mentioned that there were TWO very
important events….this is the second one. December 22nd was the
wedding of my granddaughter, Mitsi, and her fiancé Keith
Lindsey. The church was the downtown Presbyterian Church in
Nashville, a historical landmark complete with a pipe organ. And
the reception was held at the Hermitage Hotel. For those of you
who have never been to Nashville, it is one of the oldest and
most elegant hotels here. I could go on and on but to make a
long story short all I can say is everything was beautiful and
perfect. That also describes Mitsi, beautiful and perfect. Would
you say I’m prejudiced? If so, you’re right. I wish them much
happiness.
I guess you’ve noticed I haven’t worked the road much this year.
And it’s my choice. I’ve come to that point in life that if it
isn’t fun, I’m not going to do it. Life is too short. And
there’s so much I’d like to do and see. I just haven’t figured
out what and where….but I will. I still do the Opry, and will be
at Dollywood June 6th thru 10th. There’s some other things in
the works but not confirmed at this time. But somewhere along
the way I hope we meet. I love to see old (long-time) friends
and make new friends. And memories.
Two great additions were made to the membership of the Grand Ole
Opry recently; Josh Turner on October 27, 2007, and Charlie
Daniels on January 26, 2008. I was present the first time Josh
appeared on the Opry as a guest…and I knew back then that he was
special. His voice was his own, not a “sound alike”. He was also
genuine. Talking with him later I said “Josh, you seem real. I
just hope you stay that way”. He said “I promise. Besides, my
family wouldn’t let me be otherwise”. He has kept that promise.
The rest is country music history.
I have been a Charlie Daniels fan for many years. Not only is he
an unbelievable entertainer, but he is a good Christian man and
supports our military 100%. He walks the talk. He gives so much
of himself, not only to his audience when he’s performing, but
to the many charity causes to which he lends his name and
talent. He and his wife, Hazel, are two of the nicest people I
have ever met. He loves and respects the Grand Ole Opry and the
tradition it represents. I was privileged to be present the
night he was made a member. The true emotion on his face and in
his voice said it all. Welcome Charlie, to the Grand Old Opry.
Last fall three new members were added to the Country Music Hall
of Fame – Vince Gill, Mel Tillis and Ralph Emery. All very
deserving. Ralph was one of the first to play my records when he
was an all night disk jockey on WSM Radio. When he hosted
“Nashville Now”, it (i.e., he) was so popular it became known to
most as “The Ralph Emery Show”. His voice is so distinctive,
even if you don’t see his face, you know who it is. All artists
owe a lot to Ralph Emery for the exposure he gave to our music.
Thank you, Ralph.
Mel Tillis is one of the true class acts in country music. When
he and his Statesmen walk onto the stage, the audience has no
doubt that they will be thoroughly entertained. I attended a two
hour performance at his theater in Branson, and every song he
sang was one he had written. When he was made a member of the
Grand Ole Opry last year, it was long overdue. And now he’s in
the Hall of Fame. As I said, very well deserved.
Vince Gill…what can I say???? I’m a dyed-in-the-wool fan. He
says he sings like a girl…I say he sings like an angel. And,
having sung on many other artists’ records he’s not selfish with
his talent, both as a singer and a musician. He is an Opry
member and represents it well. And each time he walks onto the
stage there is immediate magic. But another thing I like about
Vince is his support of young golfers. The youth of today need
heroes, and he is one they look up to and know they won’t be
disappointed in later on. My oldest son, Jimmy, loved the game.
I wish there had been someone like Vince to guide him then.
Thanks Vince.
So many of you have written or e-mailed me asking when we’re
going to do more of the Country Family Reunion videos. Well,
they’re done! At the end of January we filmed for three days (11
to 12 hours per day) and there were over seventy participants. I
was proud to be there all three days. Bill Anderson was the host
and did an excellent job of keeping the songs and stories
flowing….so many memories being preserved for the now and future
generations. The last I heard was they will be available on DVD
around the middle of April 2008. I can’t wait!....and plan to
give many as Christmas gifts. I hope you enjoy viewing them as
much as we did making them.
I think that about brings us up-to-date. Take care and God bless
you. You’re each very important to me, and as always I
appreciate you “hanging in there” with me Through The Years.
Love,
Jan
June 2007
Dear friends,
I apologize for being so late in writing this new Home Page.
Seems every time I’d get it started I’d let something else get
in the way. Not so this time. It’s been seven months since the
last message so today’s the day.
First of all I’d like to say “thank you” for all of the cards
and e-mails on special days like Thanksgiving, Christmas, and my
Birthday. And for keeping me in your thoughts and prayers on
other days which you know are close to my heart. And for those
of you who have had your special days, I hope they were filled
with many blessings.
To start off on a joyous note, on Christmas Eve we (my family
and I) were gathered at my son and daughter-in-law’s home to go
to the evening candlelight service. We were fixing to walk out
the door when Anita, my granddaughter, said “let’s open one
present before we leave”. That was always reserved for later,
after dinner. Then she handed all of us a small, white gift bag
filled with tissue paper. We all kinda looked at each other, not
knowing what to expect. I carefully took out the tissue paper
and inside was a little, folded piece of paper on which was
typed “WE’RE PREGNANT “. I swear it was at least a minute before
anyone said a word. Everyone was in shock. But when we recovered
there were hugs galore. A precious and blessed moment. The baby
is due August 11th and HE is a little boy. To say I’m thrilled
is putting it mildly. Anita and her husband Travis (who
celebrated their 4th wedding anniversary in April) will make
wonderful parents.
Another exciting announcement came a few weeks later. My oldest
granddaughter, Mitsi, and a young man she has been seeing for
quite some time, Keith Lindsey, became engaged. I am so happy
for them. Right now they’re renovating a house they bought and
it should be ready to move into before the great day…December
22nd. So, with planning for Anita and Travis’s baby and Mitsi
and Keith’s wedding plans in full swing, it’s an exciting year
for the Howard family.
Now, to some other items. Due to another surgery (nothing
serious) which I had a couple of months ago, I haven’t worked
much out of town this year. I’m fine now but for awhile my
activities were restricted…and definitely no golf. But I’m
making up for it now.
In the month of April I played in two tournaments in Nashville –
the Don Ellis Tournament, which benefits Special Olympics, and
The Charlie Walker Tournament which benefits the Shrine. I
missed Billy Walker on both. He loved to play and was always
there. I can’t believe this past year has gone by so quickly. A
couple of weeks ago I played in a scramble at Fort Campbell,
Kentucky. My partners were three young soldiers who either had
been or were going to Iraq. I wanted to adopt all three. They
were good golfers, plus had a sense of humor…which, playing with
me they needed.
Last weekend, once again, I played in the Phil Harris Tournament
which is hosted by Roy Clark in Linton, Indiana. Fifty four
holes in three days, no less…and bowled three games. But I had a
great time. I think that may qualify as my yearly physical. And,
as always, it was great working with Roy’s band for the concert.
Each golf tournament is to benefit a charity. This one goes to
scholarships for the Linton High School students. I was told
last year the money raised was enough for seven…that’s great!
The morning after the tournament I was preparing to leave when I
remembered a note that had been left at the motel desk. Seems a
lady who owned a local dress shop had a copy of my book which
she would like signed. Arriving at the shop I noticed it was
dark inside and assumed it was closed…but I tried the door. It
was unlocked. But in a window display, there was my book. And
not wanting to leave before signing it, I walked in. I kept
saying “hello, anyone here?” No answer. So I took the book and a
baseball cap which I liked, and walked over to the desk. I kept
thinking “this is strange….any minute I’m going to stumble
across a dead body or someone is going to come in and shoot me”.
But neither happened, thank God. I signed the book, took the
price tag from the cap ($29.95) and laid $35.00 on the counter
along with a note saying “So sorry I missed you”. Just then the
door opened and a woman walked in. As I tried to explain why I
was there, she said “never mind, that’s typical Linton”. Anyway,
she called the owner, Faye, who came right down. We had a nice
talk and it happened the cap was on sale so I got it for $10.00.
All’s well that ends well. And it’s nice to know that there is
still trust and honesty in this world.
This Monday and Tuesday I’m playing in two more tournaments,
then I may “cool it” awhile. On second thought that may be hard
to do since it’s supposed to be 93 and 94 degrees both days. I
keep thinking about giving it up…..then something happens that
makes me hang on awhile. For instance, a couple of weeks ago I
saw on TV about a woman, I think her name is Elsie, who is 103
and had just made a Hole in One. That may be me one of these
days. Okay, enough about golf.
One thing I want to be sure and tell you about. In March I
received an e-mail from Scott Shipley regarding a benefit
concert. Scott is a great entertainer and musician from my home
town of West Plains, Missouri….and his family still lives there.
On April 5th I went to West Plains to take part in a show to
benefit the Croney family who were totally wiped out by the
tornado which hit there a few months ago. They lost their home
and all belongings. But most devastating of all was the loss of
their seven year old daughter. And the last I heard the father
was still in the hospital, paralyzed and with severe brain
damage. The town has already raised money to build them a new
home so this money is going for an education fund for the
remaining children. Once again, this experience was a reminder
to cherish every moment…and give thanks for our many blessings.
On my part of the benefit show, Scott suggested that just he and
I do the set. I’m glad he did because he played everything
perfectly….including Ozark Mountain Jubilee.
I don’t know if you have seen Carrie and Debbie Moore’s video
“Find Me A Man Like Goober”. If you haven’t, check it out. It’s
getting a lot of play. Of course the song is about Goober…George
Lindsey…who is great. I saw him today and told him the reason
I’m still single is because there ARE no more Goobers. Several
artists appeared in the video….four of whom were Jeannie Seely,
Jean Shepard, Helen Cornelius, and yours truly. Great fun!
On March 24th I had the pleasure (and it WAS a pleasure) to work
with Jack Greene, Stonewall Jackson, Helen Cornelius, and Jim Ed
Brown in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. And the emcee was none other
than well known baseball umpire, Joe West. What a great addition
to the shows. He brought his own style and jokes to the stage
and the audience loved him. Strictly class. We did two shows,
both sold out. The people in PA have always been so supportive
of country music, especially the traditional artists. They were
wonderful. I know I speak for everyone when I say “thank you”.
I also had the pleasure of performing at Calvin Ray’s Theater in
Leitchfield, Kentucky, on March 31st. I enjoyed working with
Calvin Ray and appreciate all the fans that came out to that
show. The theater is actually a dinner theater and the food
there is wonderful….especially my favorite pie, Coconut
Meringue.
Next week I leave for Dollywood where I’ll be appearing in the
show at the Pines Theater from June 19th through the 23rd.
They’ll be four shows on the first day, and two shows each of
the other days. I always look forward to being there, seeing old
friends, and hopefully making new ones.
Then on August 31st I’ll be in Maggie Valley, North Carolina,
doing a show with Jean Shepard and Jeannie Seely. Now that will
be big time FUN! The details for the show can be found on the
‘On The Go’ page of my website. Hope to see you there.
Please continue to pray for our Troops who are in harm’s way.
And pray for their families. As John Conlee says in his song,
“They Also Serve”.
I guess that’s about it for now. Take special care. And thank
you for your continued support and friendship “Through The
Years”. I’ll always be grateful.
Love, Jan
November 2006
Dear Friends,
It’s that time again. Ron has been after me to write a new Home
Page for the website. It’s not that I’m that busy….well, I am
but it’s hard for me to sit down long enough to get it done. My
sister Tiny said to me a long time ago, “Don’t you EVER sit
down???” Maybe I feel if I sit down, time will catch up with me.
But I’m sitting down now so here it goes.
People keep asking me about my golf game. To be honest, it
hasn’t gotten any better. But I’ve played very little this year.
It seems that when you lose strength due to one thing or
another, it doesn’t come back easily. After the surgery the
doctor said it would take a year. I didn’t believe him then but
sure do now. My clubs seem to weigh a ton.
Don Ellis, a great writer and artist, always hosts a tournament
in April to benefit Special Olympics, and again I was invited. I
told him I doubted if I’d be much help and to please put me with
a team with a sense of humor. He did. I don’t know what our
score was but it was a beautiful day and we had a great time…or
at least I did. There were several “long hitters” on the team so
I mostly just chipped and putted.
Mother’s Day is always very special for me. This year we all
attended church together then went to Maggiano’s, a great
Italian restaurant for lunch. It was served family style, and
I’ve never seen so much food in my life. Needless to say we each
took some home. Food is great, but it’s the company that counts.
Once again I attended the Phil Harris Tournament in Linton,
Indiana. Roy Clark hosts the tournament and due to back surgery
wasn’t able to be there last year, but he was this year. And, as
always, on the concert he was great. I love going there. The
people there are genuine. I never leave that place without
saying “this is America”. And as long as I’m invited I’ll keep
going back.
I was very honored to be asked to perform at the R.O.P.E show
during what we used to call Fan Fair. I still call it that.
Because it’s the fans, young old and in between that make it all
happen. Marty Martel wrote an article about the show and I
appreciate the complimentary things he had to say. Tom T. Hall
and Ralph Emery were the emcees. I wish Tom had performed but
when he says he’s retired, he means it. Several other artists
were on the show – Tommy Cash, Karen Wheeler, Bobby Osborne and
the Rocky Top Express, and Little Jimmy Dickens. If I see him
perform a thousand times he never ceases to make me laugh. Or
cry when he does Raggedy Ann. I was honored to share the stage
with each and all of these artists.
On July 3rd I worked a date in Panama City, Florida, with Jim Ed
Brown, Johnny Lee, T. Graham Brown and Bill Anderson. They were
all so great. It had been so long since I had worked a whole
show I was more than a little nervous. Sometimes, when I work
with pros of their caliber my early days of stage fright come
rushing back and I wonder “what am I doing here?” But the
audience was more than nice and I was glad to be there. I had
planned to stay a few days and enjoy the beach, but it was hot
so I decided to head back home. It was a beautiful drive
though…all 1,083 miles of it.
On July 20th I had more eye surgery. Actually my eyes had been
bothering me and when I went for a check up they had me read the
chart. Well, I should say TRY to read it. It was a total blur.
Turns out a film had developed over the right eye, so it was
back to the surgery center. But a few minutes later and a zap of
the laser, it was gone. Amazing. Now I just do drops several
times a day and it seems to work. The only problem I had was
when the lights hit me I saw stars….literally.
The night of July 22nd I hosted the Midnight Jamboree. And I
couldn’t see a thing. The audience was a blur. All I saw were
stars and flashing lights. I tried to make a joke of it but it
wasn’t funny to me. But when I explained, the audience
understood why I didn’t recognize some longtime friends who were
there. One of them was Jean Wood who had traveled all the way
from Chicago. Bless her heart, she has been a long and faithful
fan for many years. After the show though I had the opportunity
to visit with everyone. I always enjoy hosting the Jamboree.
When I’m there it’s always interesting, to say the least.
On August 3rd they had a reception at the Hall of Fame for the
opening of the Ray Price exhibit. I wasn’t about to miss that.
Of all of the people I admire and respect in the music industry,
he tops the list. Like good wine, he just keeps getting better
and better. Totally amazing. While touring Ray’s exhibit I got
to talking with a group of four young men who were enthralled
with everything there. I said to one of them “I assume you are
Ray Price fans”. He replied, “He’s our hero”. Good taste.
Yes, I did go to Dollywood again this year from September 6th
through the 20th, a beautiful time of year to be in the Smokies.
I always look forward to working there and I’m never
disappointed. In fact, it’s so much fun it doesn’t seem right to
call it work. The show is called “Back Where I Come From” and
it’s held in the Pines Theater which is large enough to hold a
good sized audience and small enough to have an intimate
atmosphere. Everyone connected with this show is a professional,
from the cast and band to the people behind the scenes. If I’m
lucky enough to be invited back next year, and if you’re in the
area, I hope you’ll stop by. Dollywood is such a beautiful place
with so many things to do and see, I promise you’ll have a good
time.
I’ve always believed you’re where you’re supposed to be when
you’re supposed to be there. Not long ago Michael Langston and
Richard Tomlin purchased the condo two doors from me. Really
nice neighbors. One night I was pulling out of my carport to go
to the Opry when Michael came out and asked “Are you in a
hurry?” I said, “Not too much. Why?” He said he and Richard
wanted me to meet Richard’s sister, Lily. Then it hit me….his
sister was Lily Tomlin, someone I had admired for many
years…back to the days of Laugh-In. And many things thereafter.
She was everything I knew she would be; very sweet and very
nice. They took several pictures. And the next day Richard gave
me one which you will see on the website. What a nice
experience. I’m so glad I wasn’t in that much of a hurry.
The 27th is my daughter-in-law’s birthday. I thought and thought
and couldn’t think of anything she’d really like. So I came up
with the idea of taking her to lunch and then shopping. She
loved the idea. I told her to choose the restaurant. After lunch
we toured the mall. She looked at several things, then I asked
“Pam, is there something that you really want?’ She hesitated,
then said she’d been looking for a pair of brown, suede boots.
That narrowed the search. I want you to know we checked every
place in Green Hills Mall and no one had brown suede boots. I
asked if she knew of anywhere else. She did. So to make a long
story short I gave her some money and told her to buy those
boots. At least I know she got what she wanted. But I really
enjoyed our time together. I’m one very lucky mother-in-law.
November 18th was Stonewall Jackson’s 50th Grand Ole Opry
Anniversary. What a great contribution he has made in the world
of country music. So many wonderful songs. I was a Stonewall
Jackson fan before I ever thought of singing professionally, and
still am a fan. The folks at the Ernest Tubb record Shop held a
reception for him which was attended by many of his fans and
friends, me included. Then later he was hosting the Midnight
Jamboree. A good time was had by all. Congratulations Stonewall!
One more thing before I forget. Recently I was asked to be the
emcee at the Mrs. Tennessee Pageant which will be held in
Cookeville, TN on October 21st and 22nd of 2007. I said
“2007?????” I stole Jeannie Seely’s saying of “I don’t even buy
green bananas”. The gentleman laughed and said, “You’ll have
plenty of time to prepare”. Anyway, I was and am extremely
honored to be asked and will do my best to honor the contestants
and the Pageant.
Thanksgiving is this coming week. And once more I’m reminded how
blessed I am. I have so many things to be thankful for and thank
God for His many blessings every day; most importantly my family
and my friends.
Please continue to pray for our Troops who are in harms way. And
for our country.
God Bless You. And thank you for your support ‘Thru the Years’.
Jan
May 2006
Dear Friends,
I've been promising myself to write this new Home Page for some
time now... Okay, there's one sentence done. One reason I kept
putting it off was that I couldn't think of much that would be
of interest to anyone...but here goes.
I ended the last Home Page in November. Well, after that things
kind of fell apart. I mentioned last time about appearing in
Dollywood. On the way home from there I was driving through
Knoxville (in heavy traffic with big semi-trucks on both sides
of me) when I had a severe dizzy spell and double vision. I just
knew I was gonna be creamed by the trucks or the concrete wall
that was coming up fast. I couldn't see and was afraid to move.
All I could do was hold the steering wheel steady and hoped I
could negotiate my way to the shoulder when they passed.
Finally, thank God, they did and I was able to stop. I sat there
till my vision cleared and the dizziness went away. It was
probably a few seconds but it seemed like an eternity. Needless
to say, the rest of the way home I drove very cautiously and in
the right-hand lane. I had previously had a few dizzy spells and
temporary loss of vision a few times before…but nothing like
this.
The next morning I made a doctor's appointment. While doing the
regular exam he kept saying "hummm...hummm"...while the
stethoscope was on my neck. Then he said, "I don't like the
sound of this". That got my attention. "Well," I said, "I don't
like the sound of what you just said". The end result was I
needed to go for an ultrasound and cat scan. I had three. They
all said the same thing...."You need to have surgery".
On December 13th I checked into Baptist Hospital at 8:00 a.m.
for surgery at 9:00. Since I'm allergic to so many medications –
and recalling the doctor giving me all the down sides to having
surgery (you could have a stroke…you could die…) – I was more
than a little nervous. But I did as I was told..."put on the
sexy, see-thru gown....no jewelry, no this, no that"...and was
wheeled down the hall to the operating room. Corky had taken me
to the hospital but I barely remember seeing him after leaving
the room. The rest is a nightmare.
Being extremely sick to my stomach is not a good memory…and
neither is hearing someone say, "It's sixty over forty and can't
go any lower". And someone else saying, "If we can just get it
to eighty nine we can move her". Finally we were moving…but then
someone gave me a shot. Then violent vomiting and back to the
recovery room…an allergic reaction. For something that was
supposed to take a few hours and then I could go home…it was
fourteen hours in the recovery room and eight days in the
hospital. Everything is a fog. Someone said I had a few choice
words for the doctors but I honestly don’t remember.
The first night out of the hospital I spent with Corky and Pam,
and the next night with brother Bob and his wife Margie. Then I
insisted on going home to my own bed. Like I said, I wasn't
thinking right. Evidently I walked, talked, ate and did normal
things, but I don't remember much for a couple of weeks. A fan
called and asked, "Did you receive the flowers?" I didn’t think
I had received them and suggested he contact his florist....I
didn't want him to be charged. He called back. "Jan," he said,
"The florist said he called before delivering the flowers and
you answered. And when they made the delivery some woman in pink
pajamas answered the door and accepted the flowers.” I don’t
remember that at all.
I'm not making light of this but I wish they had done a face
lift while I was under because, believe me, I will never go
under again unless it's a case of life or death. I sincerely
appreciate all of the flowers, cards, prayers and good wishes
during that very trying time.
Okay, now on to a more pleasant topic. Christmas Eve, as always,
was very special…a candlelight church service and dinner with my
family. Many times that evening I silently thanked God for His
many blessings.
On January 20th I did the Opry for the first time in many weeks.
I hadn't sung in so long and needless to say, I was more than a
little nervous. It was almost like the first time. I know my
voice was a little weak but as always the audience made me glad
I was there.
On January 25th I did something I'd been wanting to do for a
long time…I had my family over for dinner. That probably doesn't
sound like a big deal to most, but since I don't cook much
anymore, I planned and cooked for two days. It was worth every
minute. I fixed marinated beef tenderloin, spinach and artichoke
casserole, parsley new potatoes and a green salad. I know I also
made some kind of dessert…but evidently it didn't impress me
much ‘cause I can't recall right now what it was. It was a great
evening. I need to do that more often.
Now to tell you about a very special day…March 9th. My
daughter-in-law (Pam) prepared a sit-down lunch at their home
for about twenty of my friends. Everything was just beautiful.
Pam had gone to a lot of trouble. Corky, my granddaughters Mitsi
and Anita, Anita's husband Travis, and Bob and Margie (my
brother and sister-in-law) all came. We all held hands and Corky
said the Blessing. Then when everyone was seated they served us.
In between serving, Pam was also taking pictures. The food was
delicious. And to cap it off, she brought in a beautiful
strawberry cake. My actual birthday was on March 13th but this
luncheon was my gift. To be surrounded by my family and special
friends was the best gift I could possibly receive, and I will
never forget that day. I am truly blessed.
I swore this would be a short Home Page but I guess it isn't
turning out that way. On March 16th a friend who lives in
Hopkinsville, Kentucky, TC Freeman, and I drove to Fort Rucker,
Alabama, to visit some mutual friends, General E.J. Sinclair and
his wife Susan. We all met when they were stationed at Fort
Campbell, Kentucky. E.J. is now Post Commander at Fort Rucker.
While there I played in the Wives Club Golf Tournament. E.J.,
his assistant Col. Bill Wolfe and Frank Zerbinos (another friend
from Fort Campbell) were my partners. I have to tell you this
story...on one hole I was taking my backswing when my club
slipped out of my hand. This had never happened before so I was
shocked (to say the least)…but not near as much as E.J. when the
club hit his shoulder. I said something I can't repeat. But E.J.
just looked at me and said "Jan, did I do something to make you
mad?" I said "No, and I didn't come here to kill the Post
Commander.” Thank goodness he has a sense of humor.
That night we drove to their beach house in Panama City Beach,
Florida. It's so beautiful I wanted to just move in and be a
permanent guest. But the next morning after Susan treated us to
a great breakfast, we gathered up towels, umbrellas, and so on
and headed for the beach. The weather was perfect – sunshine but
not hot. In fact it was slightly cool. I had on warm-up pants
but after looking at that white sand for awhile I rolled up my
pant legs, took off my shoes and walked on the beach barefoot.
It was great. But that night my feet and legs were red as a
beet...a bad sunburn! It's been a month now and they're still
peeling. But it was worth it. The next morning we loaded up and
drove back to Nashville. I sure hated to leave and come back to
the "real world".
Before leaving for Alabama I received a call from Louise and
Barbara Mandrell inviting me to a luncheon at the home of their
parents, Irby and Mary, on the 22nd of March. It was a gathering
of many long-time friends of the whole family – people they had
known and worked with from the beginning of their careers. Thank
you, Louise and Barbara, for including me! Louise was snapping
pictures all afternoon. And before each person left they were
presented with a CD of the pictures…what a great gift of
memories. I was so proud to be in the presence of so many REAL
legends, all at the same time.
March 24th was another very special night. My actual 35th Opry
anniversary was the 27th but that was on the following Monday.
So on the Friday before that, the 24th, I was on Bill Anderson's
Opry portion at 9:00. Bill was actually the one who introduced
me the night I was made a member in 1971. And he's introduced me
many times...but this night it almost brought me to tears. Then
Jean Shepard came onstage and presented me with flowers from The
Grand Ladies of the Opry. My heart was full. And it was all I
could do to sing past the lump in my throat. But that was just
the beginning.
Ron Harman, my good friend and the person that puts together my
website, had suggested backstage at the Opry that we join
Jeannie Seely and Denny Nelson at John A's (a restaurant near
the Opry) for a bite to eat. Well, I was totally taken off guard
for what followed. I discovered that Mike Manning and Ron, who
both work at the County Music Hall of Fame and Museum, had come
up with the idea as a surprise. And indeed it WAS a surprise.
There, at this long table sat Mike, Jeannie, Denny, Jean Shepard
and her husband Benny Birchfield, Billy and Bettie Walker and
several other special friends. And before I knew it, in came Jim
Ed Brown and Bill Anderson. They were all there in honor of and
to help celebrate my Opry Anniversary. I'm reminded so often how
blessed with friends I am. Ron had ordered Hatch Show Prints to
commemorate the anniversary and I enjoyed signing them for
everyone. THEN...Mike and Ron brought out a huge cake that was
beautifully decorated. It was so big that when we ran out of
people at our table to serve, there was enough left to serve
most everyone else in the restaurant. And that's exactly what we
did. I know I gained a few pounds but who cares…it was a great
night!
Well friends, I'm winding down and know you are from reading
this. If you're wondering about my golf game, I've only played
twice since the surgery. Strength is slow in returning…but more
tournaments are coming up so I'll get back to it soon. And the
“On The Go” Page of my website is kind of lacking information,
but I’ll try to get some dates on there. I do know I'll be at
Dollywood this year from September 6th through the 26th. If
you're in the area please stop by. I'd love to see you.
Thanks for hanging in there with me. Please continue to pray for
our military who are in harms way. I appreciate all of your love
and support...and have THRU THE YEARS.
Jan
November 2005
Hi there one and all,
It’s that time again. November already? I won’t go into all that
stuff about “where did the time go”….but where DID it go? I
don’t want it to stop, but slow down a little? Yes. People keep
sending me things about “remember when?”….and yes, I seem to
remember every one. Oh well, at least I can still remember.
(Well, most of the time.)
Looking back through my date book, if I can read my writing I’ll
try to fill you in on what I’ve been doing and where I’ve been.
One thing I can tell you, for someone who isn’t making a lot of
money I sure do stay busy….and have as much fun as possible.
Beginning in May….on Mother’s Day I attended church and had
lunch afterward with my son Corky, my daughter-in law Pam, and
my two granddaughters Mitsi and Anita and Anita’s husband,
Travis. Even though most of you don’t know them personally, the
reason I’m mentioning this is because of any and everything I
do, these times are more important and special to me than
anything else.
The middle of May I went back to Middletown, Ohio to participate
in a golf tournament which raised several thousand dollars for
Children’s Diabetes. It’s always such an honor to be a part of
these events. My game left a lot to be desired though….I still
had a two handicap, golf and my clubs. Someone asked how many
“birdies” we had. I said “somewhere I saw a vulture flying over
my clubs….does that count?”
May 3rd and 4th I participated in the Phil Harris golf
tournament in Linton, Indiana which is hosted by Roy Clark.
Since he was recuperating from recent hip surgery Roy wasn’t
able to be there this year and was sorely missed by everyone,
but as the saying goes, “the show must go on” and it did. The
people in Linton are wonderful and I always enjoy being there.
Immediately after we finished on Sunday I drove back to
Nashville (approximately 350 miles) to appear at a pre-golf
dinner for the Charlie Walker tournament the next day. By the
end of that day my clubs felt like they weighed a ton. Maybe I
should take up tennis.
I always enjoy attending Bill Anderson’s Fan Club dinner, and
this year was no exception. It was great seeing so many people
who have been fans of his (and hopefully mine) for years. Some
go back to when Bill and I were working together and drove many
miles to attend the shows. I hope some will read this and know
how much their loyalty and support is appreciated. I know they
hear it from Bill but since I don’t see them often I don’t get a
chance to tell them.
Bill has always had one of the best bands in country music and
still does. At the dinner he always has a special guest. This
year that guest was Kenzie West who plays fiddle (or violin) in
the band. Not only is she a great musician but she has a
beautiful voice and a style completely her own. The minute she
began to sing she had the attention of everyone in the audience.
If it hasn’t happened already I understand there is a record
deal in the works and I wish her all the best.
I don’t know if you’ve had a chance to hear the new Dolly Parton
CD yet but I think it’s one of her best. A group of her Opry
friends were invited to sing with her on the title song “Those
Were The Days” and it was great fun. She sent each of us a
picture of the whole group in the studio which I’ll try to put
on the web site.
On July 22nd, Jeannie Seely, Helen Cornelius and I did a show in
Salem, Indiana. Now that was a trip and a half and a case of “I
guess you had to be there”. The temperature was above 100
degrees and the show was in an open amphitheater in the middle
of a state park. But the audience was great…not the largest but
absolutely wonderful for suffering in the heat to attend the
show. Since all three of us were going from Nashville, we rode
together in my car….I drove. After autographing, the three of us
changed and by the time we got our “stuff” together it was 11:00
o’clock…and very dark in that state park. Everyone else had
already “split the scene”. There were three entrances into the
park and none of us could remember how to get out. Like tossing
a coin we decided on a road that looked like it was going in the
right direction. There were no lights anywhere….cars or
otherwise. I pulled off to the side of the road, turned on the
flashers and pushed the blue button for On Star. A voice came on
saying” yes, Ms. Howard, how may I help you?” “Well, to begin
with,” I said, ”you can help us get on the right road.” I told
him the town and where we were staying, etc. About that time car
lights appeared in the rear view mirror and a State Patrol car
passed us. Now here we were, four women (a friend of Helen’s was
with us) stopped on the side of the road with flashers clicking
on and off in the middle of the night and he never even slowed
down. Jeannie said “and while you’re at it you can tell that
State Patrolman what he can do with those blue lights on the top
of his car”. (I cleaned that up slightly as I didn’t think I
should put the exact words on my web site.) We echoed her
comments and the On Star man laughed and assured us we were on
the right road. Jeannie said, “I didn’t think he could hear me”.
I told her he could probably hear us breathe….but I’ll bet we
made his day.
I love to host the Midnite Jamboree which I did on August 13th.
Some of the audience came strictly for that. I know if I start
trying to remember who all was there I’ll probably leave out
someone so I’ll just say, “I love and appreciate you being there
and hope you had as much fun as I did”.
August 23rd to September 8th I was at Dollywood appearing as an
Opry Legend guest in one of the many great shows there titled
“Back Where I Come From”. No matter where you go in Dollywood
it’s always a great experience. I love being there. One evening
during my stay at Pigeon Forge, my friend Ron Harman and I
attended Louise Mandrell’s show….as many of you know, December
31st will mark Louise’s final performance at her theater which
opened back in 1997. I don’t know where Louise finds all of her
energy, but I do know she is one of the finest entertainers
anywhere and her show will be missed.
I don’t know how many of you have ever been to The Moving
Wall….it’s one half the size sections of the Vietnam Memorial in
Washington, D.C. and is trucked from location to location. That
way it’s available for so many people to see who otherwise
wouldn’t have the chance. This past October 3rd it was in my
hometown of West Plains, Missouri. I was there as one of several
“Gold Star Mothers” to present a wreath on the Wall on opening
day….not as a celebrity but as a mother who has lost a loved one
serving on active duty with our Military. Also, the city of West
Plains has built a Memorial in the city park on which they
installed a brick with my son Jimmy’s name on it. I thank
everyone in West Plains for honoring my son in this way.
On October 9th and 10th I was in Yoakum, Texas where I played in
the Red Steagall golf tournament. This one benefits the
Bluebonnet Youth Ranch; a home for abused and neglected
children. It’s supported by private funding such as this
tournament. Some of these children are short time residents but
many live there through high school. It’s certainly a privilege
for me to be a part of something that can help form these
children’s lives.
In October I was part of the Grand Ole Opry’s 80th Birthday
celebration and also attended a special event at the WSM radio
tower in Brentwood. I’m proud to be part of the Opry tradition
and appreciate all the fans, many of whom have been with me
throughout my 34 years as an Opry member.
R.O.P.E. (Reunion of Professional Entertainers) had its annual
dinner and awards show on October 20th. This year it was
dedicated as a tribute to Jean Shepard….and I don’t know of
anyone in the music industry who deserves a tribute more. By the
time you read this she will have celebrated her 50th year as a
member of the Grand Ole Opry. I respect her for what she has
accomplished in her life but I love her as a friend as well.
We’ve been down a lot of roads together, some bad, some
good….but we’ve been there together. She is truly a GRAND LADY.
As I mentioned, this was also an awards dinner. And I was
shocked, surprised, humbled and honored to receive the Ernest
Tubb Humanitarian of the Year Award. I know there are many who
deserve this more than I, but I will cherish it always.
I guess I’ve rambled on long enough. My fingers are tired and my
back hurts from sitting in this chair. I’ll try not to let
another six months pass before writing another Home Page
message.
Thanks for hanging in there with me. And remember, THIS IS NOT A
REHEARSAL, THIS IS THE SHOW AND THERE ARE NO RETAKES.
Be good to YOU!..
Love,
Jan
April 2005
Dear Friends,
It's that time again. Spring has sprung, the grass is ris...wonder
where them flowers is. I heard that somewhere. Well, my flowers
don't ris, rise or whatever...they just die. I'm the only person
I know who has a brown thumb. A friend says "just say a few
words over the old flowers and plant new ones" so that's what
I'm fixing to do. She buys them in pots and plants the whole
thing...pots and all. Does anyone else do that?
Things have been kinda quiet so far this year. I'm still trying
to get my life back together after the fire. Even though I'm
back in my condo I'm still "doing things." I go to get something
and realize it isn't there and won't be. I never realized how
traumatic a fire can be till now. But, all in all, I know I'm
very fortunate and these "things" are just "things" and I have
to let go. When I begin to feel sorry for myself I think of
families with children who go through this and end up with
absolutely nothing and nowhere to go. Then I say a prayer and
move on.
Have finally finished dealing with insurance companies (I hope).
One thing I advise everyone to do...read the fine print in the
policies. We usually just sign and assume it's right. Not
necessarily so. I'm surprised my company didn't cancel me....or
at least, they haven't yet.
On February 4th my granddaughter, Mitsi, went with a mission
group from her church to Honduras for two weeks as an assistant
with a medical team to treat people there in the outlying areas.
She brought back pictures, one of which I'll add to the web
site. One night she, Anita (my other granddaughter) and I went
to dinner during which she told of some of her experiences and
the people there. Some were so graphic I can't describe them.
But seeing those pictures made me, once again, realize how
fortunate we are to live in this country. Even in the worse
scenario it's still the greatest country in the world. I asked
if she'd go back again. She said "probably, but I'll have to
wait awhile till I get some pictures out of my mind."
February 14th, Valentine's Day, is also a day to salute
Veterans. I had the privilege of visiting with the patients at
the Nashville Veterans hospital and I wish a woman I met a while
back had been with me. After one of the performances at
Dollywood she came up to me and said "the trouble with this
country is we no longer have heroes...there are no more John
Waynes." I told her "you're right in one sense of the word,
there are no more John Waynes. But he was a fictional hero in
the movies. We have real heroes. Have you ever visited a
Veteran's Hospital? Or a National Cemetery? Or given a moment's
thought to those serving right now in our military to protect
our freedom? Freedom isn't free and we do have heroes." I don't
mean to get on my soap box, but she sure got on the wrong side
of me. I'm sorry if I lost a fan but I will not stand still for
someone saying "we no longer have heroes."
Speaking of our Veteran heroes, on March 7th I was invited to
Washington D.C to attend the National Convention of the Veterans
of Foreign Wars where I was presented with the Gold Medal of
Merit. The award was presented by the VFW Commander-In-Chief,
John Furgess, who happens to be from here in Nashville. I felt
very undeserving but highly honored and will cherish it always.
Just yesterday I received the beautifully framed Citation along
with a shadow box to display the medal. It will hold a place of
honor in my home.
While in Washington I visited the WWII Memorial, the Korean
Memorial and revisited the Vietnam Veterans Memorial. If you're
in the area I hope you'll visit these awesome sights which are
dedicated to those who served, fought and died for this country.
As many of you know, my son Jimmy is among the 58,000 names on
the Vietnam Memorial which was dedicated on November 13, 1982,
and today is our nation's most visited memorial. My son Corky,
also a Vietnam veteran, escorted his brother's body home.
The month of March resulted in another birthday coming and
going. As for me, I just don't associate with numbers. Someone
asked recently "how old are you anyway?" I just replied jokingly
"that's a personal question. Besides, I've lied so many times
I've forgotten what age is right." There it is...another lie.
But I'm grateful for every day. And only God knows how many
there will be.
I wrote something one time that said "This is not a rehearsal.
This is the show. And there are no retakes". Just before my
birthday my friend, Ron, brought to me this heavy wrapped
package all tied with a pretty ribbon. Inside was a plaque which
read: THIS IS NOT A DRESS REHEARSAL. It is now placed on my
stairwell where I'll see it each time I walk up or down the
stairs. Each time I see it I'm reminded that we shall not pass
this way again. And every moment is to be cherished.
While I'm on the subject of birthdays I'd like to say "thank
you" for all of the beautiful cards. Not only then but at
Christmas, the New Year, Easter and other times during the year.
You never forget. And I'm so blessed to have your friendship.
Another milestone...March 27th was my anniversary at the Opry...thirty
four years! I keep saying this, but where has the time gone? I
really never think about it till someone wants to do an
interview about the 'legends' in country music. They say "you
know, the ones who started it." Well, I wasn't there when it was
started but I'm grateful for the many years I've been in this
business, the people I've met and the long lasting friendships.
Again, thank you.
A new Opry book will be out soon. Everyone had new pictures
made...I did but have no idea which one they'll use. Frankly, I
hate posed pictures. They also asked for a new biography...but
how can I rewrite my history? Guess I'll leave it in their hands
and see what they come up with. It may be interesting.
My friend Tony Smith who lives in Ohio came down recently to
play golf for three days. He wanted to get out of the bad
weather up there. We had one good day then, guess what, it
rained and was cold as all get out. He finally gave up and went
home. The weather was better there. Hopefully it stays that way
as I'm going there to Middletown, OH, on May 14th to host a golf
tournament to benefit children's diabetes.
Oh, I almost forgot. Recently a good friend of mine and Jeannie
Seely's, Ron Harman, hosted a group of family and friends to go
on the Nash Trash bus tour here in Nashville and we were
invited. I have to tell you that the Nash Trash ladies, Sheri
Lynn and Brenda Kay, are so funny my sides ached for a week from
laughing. If you're in Nashville and have the time, go on the
tour. You'll be glad you did!
I guess that's almost it for now. Other things such as show
dates and appearances will be posted on the 'On The Go' Page. I
would put them here but that would be overkill. Don't look for a
lot of working dates though as I still plan to find "time for
Jan".
I'd like to close with some thoughts and sentiments. When I was
a little girl it was not in my wildest dreams where my life
would lead. Somehow, even now some things are still like dreams.
I remember one time standing, looking out over a beautiful
seaport in Hobart, Tasmania, and thinking "how did Lula Grace
Johnson from West Plains, Missouri, ever get to Tasmania?"
To say it was a rocky, crooked road is putting it mildly. First,
taking my three little boys and moving to California was a giant
step. Then meeting and marrying Harlan Howard who was just
starting out as a songwriter. That led to making demos for him
which led to a recording career. The move to Nashville was
another giant step, for both of us.
After appearing as a guest on the Grand Ole Opry for several
years, being made a member in 1971 was the highest of honors. In
September of that same year the ribbon was cut for Jan Howard
Expressway which runs through West Plains. I still get chills
when I see those signs. And now, on May 22, 2005, I'm being
inducted into the Missouri Country Music Hall of Fame in
Springfield, Missouri. This honor is not taken lightly. A
sincere "thank you" comes from deep within my heart.
Have a wonderful, healthy and fun-filled summer.
Love you all,
Jan
Previous Messages From Jan
November 2004
Dear Friends,
No, I haven't faded into the sunset….not yet anyway. And I
haven't jumped off a bridge, although I've sort of felt like it
a few times in the past few months. I guess the best way to
explain my absence from the website is just to start….so here it
goes.
On May 29th I had been working at my desk (in my pajamas) all
morning when suddenly the lights began flickering. Thinking it
was a light bulb going bad, I decided to turn it off and go take
a quick power nap before getting dressed to run some errands.
Then, realizing I hadn't eaten any breakfast I decided to go fix
a sandwich, after which I planned to get into the shower. I live
in a townhouse so my kitchen and my living/dining room area are
downstairs, while my office and my bedroom are upstairs. Thank
God I was hungry….if I hadn't been I probably wouldn't be
writing this now. You see, my bedroom is about ten feet across
the hall from my office. I fixed a bacon and tomato sandwich and
had taken three bites when the smoke alarm went off. I ran to
the bottom of the staircase and looking up all I could see were
flames and thick, black smoke coming from my office and bedroom.
I called 911 and ran back to the stairwell. After taking about
four steps up I couldn't breathe due to the smoke. I realize now
how quickly people can die from smoke inhalation.
The fire department responded within ten minutes, but those ten
minutes seemed like an eternity. I know I was in shock because
all I remember is hearing sirens and a popping sound coming from
upstairs. I learned later that if I had made it upstairs I would
probably have been electrocuted because that popping sound was
electricity. Suddenly the house was filled with firemen,
neighbors, my son, daughter-in-law, granddaughters, and my
brother. I don't know who called them….or how they got their
numbers. People kept saying, "You've got to get out of here". I
ran to the patio. "No," they said….out of here!" I was still in
my silk pajamas.
After the fire was out and danger was past, they let me grab a
few clothes for emergency laundry and dry cleaning. I learned
later that all I grabbed were two pair of jeans, two white
t-shirts, and a pile of clothes I had laid out to give to
Goodwill. I was out of it….and could not believe this had
happened. That night I went to Corky and Pam's house (my son and
daughter-in-law), and the next day I went back to the condo. It
was horrible. Windows were broken out, both from the fire and
where the firemen had thrown furniture and numerous other things
out onto the shrubbery and planted area out front. I walked
around in a daze just looking at the damage, the extent of which
I was not to know until later. I gathered a few more clothes and
went back to Corky and Pam's. Oh yes, the fire inspector came
and after looking at the things thrown out of the office window
he walked right over to an antique desk lamp and said, "this is
the culprit". Evidently it had a faulty cord which had burned up
into the base. I decided I'll never buy anything old like that
again. I'm not sure, but I think I worked the Opry that
weekend….but like I said, I was in a fog.
For the next four and a half months my home was the Hampton Inn
and Suites in the Green Hills area of Nashville. The people
there were wonderful….they got to where they didn't even blink
an eye when I came down for the continental breakfast in a
warm-up suit with no makeup on….and seeing me going to and from
the laundry to wash what pitiful few clothes I had with me. By
the time I left I was on a first name basis with everyone there
from the housekeeping staff to the executives.
I always try to do what I obligate myself for, so on June 3rd I
traveled to Linton, Indiana, to participate in the Phil Harris
Golf Tournament hosted by Roy Clark. It's always been fun and
this year was no exception. I love Linton and the people
there….and everyone in Roy's organization is a joy to be around.
Hopefully I'll be returning there.
From then until July 23rd my life was taken up with checking
most every day to see what progress was being made on the condo.
Many days were discouraging and frustrating because no work was
being done, and since everything in the office and many other
things had to be replaced I was choosing carpet, getting with
the drapery people, and in general trying to stay out of a
mental institution. (I've made it so far.)
On July 4th I went to Corky and Pam's home which is built on the
highest hill in the Goodlettsville area. From their deck we had
a clear view of the fireworks both from a nearby park and from
downtown Nashville which is twenty six miles away. What a
beautiful sight. And there were almost thirty people on that
deck so they now know that the builder did a good job.
Having noticed that something had chanced with my vision, I made
an appointment with my eye doctor. Lo and behold, he said I had
developed cataracts….what a shock! The only consolidation was
when he said they were caused not only by birthdays but by
stress. I qualified for both. Next came an appointment with the
surgeon and he verified the diagnosis and we set dates for two
surgeries….two weeks apart. More on that later.
I was scheduled to perform at Ponderosa Park in Salem, Ohio, on
July 25th….so on July 23rd I set out to drive to Ohio. Since I
was going from Salem to Dollywood to work for two weeks, I had
everything but the kitchen sink in the car, but the weight made
for good traction in case of rain. I stopped just north of
Cincinnati to spend the night with friends, Richard and Marilyn
Smith, and to play a round of golf the next day before getting
back on the highway. I felt like Willie Nelson…."on the road
again…."
The show at Ponderosa Park was not only successful, but fun as
well. I love working with my friends and this time they were
Stonewall Jackson, Bobby Bare, and Jerry Reed. And since I'm a
true fan I stood at the side of the stage and watched each of
their shows….fantastic! I was proud just to share the stage with
such great talent. After spending the night I left the next
morning bound for Pigeon Forge, Tennessee.
I was scheduled to open at Dollywood on July 26th, but since it
was a twelve hour drive from where I was there was no way I
could make it. Jeannie Seely graciously came up to work that
first day for me….that's what friends are for, right? So since I
wasn't on a tight schedule I rented an audio book on tape and
decided to take the scenic route through the mountains. Guess
what….it rained the whole way. There are parts of that scenic
route that are nothing but hairpin curves way above the clouds.
I was thankful for that weight in my trunk. I was going to stop
halfway and spend the night but all the motels were full, so
after several glasses of caffeinated iced tea I decided to just
drive on in. About nine o'clock that night I arrived. Jeannie,
not expecting me until the next day, was in bed and almost
asleep. I was in the mood to talk….but she wasn't. With four
shows facing her the next day she finally turned both the lights
and me off and that was that.
It's always a joy to work with Randy Parton and everyone in the
cast and crew of his show. They've gotten to be almost like
family….and they are definitely dear friends. The following two
weeks flew by. The Smiths from Ohio and a friend of theirs,
Beverly Claunch, came for a few days. They enjoyed the area and
except for one day when Tony Smith, Bev, and I got in a round of
golf, I mainly worked….but I really enjoyed their visit. And
Judy Daigle came for a whole week….she attended every show.
Bless her heart, I know she must have gotten tired of hearing
the same songs and the same jokes….but if she did, she never let
on. We both have a mutual friend there, Ann Allen, so they got
to spend some time together. Before I knew it, it was time to
pack and head back to Nashville.
My first eye surgery was on the 12th of August. I was dreading
it, but before I had time to get nervous, it was over. The worst
part was having to wear huge, black goggles when I was in any
light. I asked permission to wear my Versace glasses….that was
promptly denied. Keeping track of when and which eye drops to
put in every few hours was not much fun….as well as wearing a
patch over my eye at night….and not wearing any makeup for two
weeks. That part was traumatic….I just pretended like I was
invisible.
The first day I could wear makeup I flew to Carthage, Texas,
where Bill Anderson, Little Jimmy Dickens, and I did a show for
the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame. The last time I was there
was in 1998 when I had the honor of inducting a dear friend, Tex
Ritter, into the Hall of Fame. This year the inductees were J.P.
Richardson (The Big Bopper), Mac Davis, and Johnny Lee. If
you're in the area, stop by the museum….it's wonderful!
A few days after I returned from Carthage, I had my second eye
surgery. Again, for two weeks it was no makeup and the big,
black goggles. Once again I was invisible.
Oh, I almost forgot….sometime in July (I forget the exact date),
I went to west Tennessee to participate in a charity golf
tournament benefiting the law enforcement officers of that area.
Upon leaving, I had gone about twenty miles when I saw blue
lights flashing behind me and of course I pulled over. A young
State Patrolman walked up to my car and asked to see my license.
Without really looking at me he said, "Did you know you were
going 58 in a 35 mile zone?" I told him I hadn't seen any sign
and thought it was 55. He was writing something which I presumed
was going to be a ticket. I asked the officer how come he had
stopped me when everyone else on the highway had passed me like
I was almost standing still. He said, "Well, counting you I got
two of them." I knew another artist, who shall remain nameless,
had left the tournament just before me so I asked "Was the other
person so and so?" The officer said, still without looking at
me, "Yeah, he was coming from some golf tournament and was going
68". "Did you give him a ticket?" I asked. "No", he said. "He
gave me a CD though". I said, "Well I'm coming from that same
golf tournament and it was to benefit the law enforcement
officers of this area". He handed me the ticket and said, "Slow
down". The next night I saw that nameless artist at the Opry and
asked if he had been stopped on the way home from the
tournament. He laughed and said, "Yeah, but I gave him a CD and
he let me go". After telling him my experience he said, "I
wasn't going 68, I was going 82". Would you call that
discrimination??? Anyway, a lesson was learned….slow down.
Two weeks after the last eye surgery I headed back to
Texas….Plano this time. The night of the show, the minute I
walked into the theatre I began getting hoarse. The theatre was
beautiful, but old….and I'm allergic to dust and mold. I drank
water, chewed on cough drops and lemons, and talked a lot. Thank
God for a very talented musician and singer by the name of
Justin Trevino who knew every song I had ever recorded,
including the duets with Bill Anderson and Wynn Stewart. He has
a great voice and musically saved my life and reputation that
night….but the people were wonderful and very understanding. If
they'll have me I'll go back there in a minute.
September 25th was "Welcome Home Jan Howard Day" in my hometown
of West Plains, Missouri. I was, and still am very honored….but
knowing I had to deal with some memories - the death of my
sister, brother-in-law, nephew, and my mother - and that I
wanted to visit some gravesites, I went a few days early. It was
hard but I knew they would have been proud. It had been a long,
crooked road.
The next few days were hectic, but fun. I had the opportunity to
see people I hadn't seen in years….visited the radio station,
the senior center (which I wish had been there when my mother
was living), drove a horse and wagon….I really did. I had lunch
at the Ozark Café which has been there for (I think) fifty five
years with the original owners still doing the cooking and
serving. I visited the newspaper office (the West Plains Daily
Quill) and every shop on the square….most of which I had worked
in at one time or another. It was great.
The night of the 25th was show time. I was honored to have two
of my closest and dearest friends, Bill Anderson and Jeannie
Seely, there to share that special night with me. As usual, they
were great and the audience loved them. Also there was my
brother Bob who had a ball. He makes friends everywhere he goes
and that night was no exception. On stage I was presented with
an official Jan Howard Expressway sign and a Key to the City
which is now framed and hangs in my office. The sign, since it
is eight feet long and three feet high, is on display at the
Welcome Center in West Plains along with some of my CDs, books,
etc. If you're in the area please stop by. The folks there will
definitely make you feel very welcome! And to make everything
complete I will return to West Plains the 20th of November to be
Grand Marshall in the Christmas Parade….and possibly have a
piece of coconut cream pie at the Ozark Café.
On October 30th I hosted the Midnight Jamboree and was proud to
have George Hamilton IV as a special guest. Thanks to all who
came out to the show or listened on WSM radio.
Before I forget, I recently attended the new musical "Could It
Be Love" starring Jeannie Seely, Helen Cornelius, and a cast of
other very talented actors. They performed to a sold out
audience every night and received standing ovations. It was
fantastic! There's a chance the play may be taken on the road
and if so, please make plans to attend….you won't be sorry. The
talented writer and director of the musical is Kaine Riggan.
I spent another enjoyable evening in early November attending
the Rita Coolidge concert with the Nashville Symphony Orchestra.
The guest conductor, Matt Catingub from Hawaii, was wonderful.
Words to describe Rita's performance escape me. "Awesome" is
only a start. I can only image the thrill it must be to perform
with an orchestra of that caliber….and when Rita sang her
closing number, "Amazing Grace" in her Cherokee Native American
tongue, you could have heard a pin drop.
I promise….this message is coming to an end….but don't look for
too much new on the "On The Go" Page unless it's for fun.
Between the fire and the eye surgeries I'm ready for a serious
vacation. I know I've said this before but this time I mean it.
I've only played golf a few times this whole year and my game
shows it. I never was that great and it's only gone downhill
from there. A cruise sounds wonderful right now….if I can decide
where I'd like to go. Maybe Alaska in the spring….
Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, and may this coming New
Year be the best ever for you and yours.
My sincere thanks for supporting me and my music….Thru The
Years.
Jan
March 2004
Dear Friends,
Several of you have reminded me it’s time to write a
new Home Page message….thanks for checking in and keeping
me on my toes. And thanks for caring. Speaking of checking in,
I used to be able to personally answer all those who sign the
Guestbook Page but unfortunately that changed when the inappropriate
messages were left and I had to temporarily discontinue the
Guestbook signing. I hated that because I enjoyed writing and
thanking everyone for taking the time to leave messages and
sign the Guestbook. So this is my collective way of doing that….Thank
you so much. Please keep leaving messages though on the Guestbook….I
read every one.
Since I ended the last Home Page message after returning from
San Antonio in November, I’ll begin this one with Thanksgiving.
As always, it was held at Corky and Pam’s (for those of
you who don’t know, that’s my son and daughter-in-law)
for three reasons….they have a large home, Pam has a large
family, and Corky loves to cook. But he doesn’t get all
of the credit….everyone pitched in. Pam’s mother
(Margaret Chance) always brings the dressing, and it’s
wonderful. Everyone brings something. My contribution was marinated
mushrooms and two pecan pies. And of course there’s turkey,
wild game, turnips and turnip greens, plus numerous other dishes.
I can’t remember the whole menu but I’m sure everyone
gained a few pounds. But the most important thing is that it
was a time for family and giving thanks for our many blessings.
All we have to do is look around to realize just how blessed
we are.
Now that I’ve written about all that food and gaining
a few pounds, I have to tell you….I’ve joined a
fitness center called Curves for Women. It’s thirty minutes
of non-stop exercise. Yes, I’ve gained five pounds and
have to get it off. Once past the lips, forever on the hips….and
other places. I went today and right now every bone and muscle
in my body hurts, but I intend to stick with it. Hopefully soon
we’ll have some decent weather and I’ll be able
to play golf….that will help. I can’t wait.
Thank God that many of our military have returned home from
Iraq. But there are many still there, in other places on foreign
soil, and in harms way every day. Please keep them and their
families in your prayers. During the Christmas season I was
privileged to attend some gatherings at Fort Campbell, Kentucky.
And even though their loved ones were deployed, these families
were there to support each other. I admire them tremendously.
Christmas was another beautiful time. Christmas Eve everyone
attended the candlelight service at the church where Corky and
Pam attend. It seats 7,500 and every seat was filled….in
fact there was standing room only. It was breathtaking. And
they had three services that evening. Afterwards we all went
back to the house, had dinner, played Christmas music, and opened
presents. The most precious present I received was spending
time with my family. That’s something money can’t
buy. While I’m on the subject of Christmas, I want to
take this opportunity to thank everyone for remembering me at
the holidays with all the beautiful cards I received.
New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day was spent with
friends. What a great ending of one year and beginning of another.
On January 30th I headed for Stephenville, Texas. The people
there were so great….typical Texas hospitality. Beth and
Carroll Parham host a show there called The Cross Timbers Country
Opry, and have for many years. I was to work on Saturday night.
Friday night I was a guest on Carroll’s radio show. Suddenly
I looked up and in walked someone I hadn’t seen in many
years….Johnny Seay. What a nice surprise. I don’t
know how many remember Johnny but he has a beautiful voice,
and recorded some great songs in the sixties. In fact he is
mentioned in my book. You’ll have to read it to find out
what I said. Anyway, he quit the music business and moved to
Texas where he still lives, flies a crop duster, and loves it.
The next night we had a full house at the show….the audience
was wonderful. Tracy Pitcox from Brady, Texas, brought a bus
load of thirty people. Those folks love traditional country
music, and I love every one of them.
Shortly after returning home I went to Atlanta, Georgia, to
visit my friend Mary Anne Summers, and on to Kissimmee, Florida,
where I played golf with Jimmy C. Newman for two days. The weather
was great – 75 and 80 degrees both days. My game was so-so
but I had a ball. On one hole I went to my tees and laying about
twenty feet in front was a seven foot alligator sunning himself.
Jimmy C. said “don’t hit him, you’ll make
him mad”. I didn’t care where the fairway was, I
hit in the opposite direction of the alligator.
On February 12th I and about thirty other artists played the
Florida State Fair….two sold-out houses of 5,000 each.
I don’t care what the radio stations and the “big
wigs” say, the audience is still there. God bless them.
After driving thirteen hours straight through, I finally arrived
home around midnight on the night of the 13th. I was exhausted.
That is among the top five things I will never do again. I got
my luggage inside but didn’t bother to unpack for three
days. I sure wasn’t going anywhere.
I’m a firm believer that you should always keep trying
to learn new things throughout life, and I’m doing just
that by taking some Spanish lessons. My teacher is Brenda Allen,
a Spanish school teacher here in Nashville who also works weekends
at the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum.
Well, I’ve talked your ears off long enough. I’ll
update my On The Go Page soon. All I can say right now is I’m
going to be playing as much golf as possible and enjoying every
day. I don’t know the dates on Dollywood yet, but will
keep you posted. Hope to see you there.
God Bless you, my friends.
Jan
November 2003
Dear Friends,
It’s that time again. Seems like only yesterday that
I wrote the last Home Page message. But, as the saying goes,
time passes quickly when you’re having fun or it’s
time to take medicine.
This will probably be short as I can’t think of a whole
lot that would be interesting to anyone but me. I have a new
saying – “If it isn’t fun, don’t do
it.” And even though it may be work I try to make it as
much fun as possible.
I wasn’t scheduled to go back to Dollywood until September
29th but ended up going on September 19th. Jim Ed Brown was
scheduled at that time but due to an unfortunate accident in
which he broke his heel (ouch!), Jeannie Seely filled in one
week and me the next. Everyone at Dollywood was so looking forward
to him being there. I told the audience I knew they were disappointed
but the best I could do was to sing one line of “Pop A
Top”, which I did. But, being the trooper and professional
that he is, Jim Ed came (cast, crutches and all) and worked
three days when I went to Thomasville, NC, to work with Jeannie
and Jack Greene. Due to being tired and some unforeseen stress
I almost totally lost my voice on the second show. Buck Owens
used to say “just tell them you’re being sexy”…no,
in this case I just plain sounded hoarse. But the audience was
wonderful. Before leaving the next morning Jeannie and I went
to the Waffle House and loaded up on cheese eggs and raisin
toast…love it!
The drive back to Dollywood was beautiful. It has been a long
time since I had driven through that area so I just took my
time and enjoyed every minute. The scenery was breath taking.
Someone once said, “Life is not measured by the number
of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath
away”…that is so true. Thank God, I’ve had
a few, and I’m looking forward to more.
The next two weeks were more than enjoyable. I just kinda got
into a routine at Dollywood. Since the shows were at 11:00 and
1:00, except for Saturday when they were at 10:00 and noon,
I had time for golf which I played six times. I played one course
so far back in the mountains the folks there only had first
names on their mailboxes. Seriously, the ‘On Star’
service in my car couldn’t even find the course. But I
finally did. Everyone playing in the tournament worked at Dollywood.
It was great. I didn’t win anything except, hopefully,
a few friends which is much more important. And again, I can’t
say enough good things about the cast and crew of Randy Parton’s
“Country State of Mind” show. A true pleasure to
share the stage with them, even for a few minutes. So talented,
and so nice. I’ve decided to adopt them all.
I was home for a few days during which time I participated
in a program saluting the women of country music at the Country
Music Hall of Fame and Museum. I enjoyed spending part of the
day at a Q&A session and autograph signing with Goldie Hill,
Jeannie Seely, and Sharon and Cheryl White. Later that night
I helped welcome Del McCoury as the newest member of the Grand
Ole Opry.
The following day I, and several other Opry artists, went to
San Antonio, TX, for the Moe Bandy Golf Classic which benefits
the Children’s Transplant program. As always I was honored
to be invited. Moe has been giving his time and name to this
event for seventeen years, and does so with his whole heart.
The volunteers there work so hard all year to make it a success,
and when you actually see the children who have transplants,
thanks to this event, it makes it all worthwhile. I have to
tell you one funny story though. The first day of golf I walked
out of my room and decided it was a little cool so I dressed
for it…cotton turtleneck and a light wind shirt. About
five minutes before tee time I knew it was a wrong decision…much
too warm. A young woman in the cart ahead whose name was Camille
Noble said “I have a short sleeve shirt in the car”
and sent her friend to get it. With not enough time to return
to my room to change, we headed for a clump of trees behind
the golf carts. With her holding her jacket in front of me,
I stripped off my turtleneck and wind shirt, quickly donned
her shirt and tucked it into my golf pants. I returned to my
cart just in time with no one the wiser…hopefully.
Well, I said this would be short when I started writing but
I guess it’s become longer than I thought it would. I
finally got unpacked last night but still haven’t gone
to the cleaners and all that other stuff. But most importantly,
I have to go to the grocery store…my cupboards are bare
and I’m really hungry.
I apologize that I’ve had to discontinue the signing
on the Guestbook page of my Web site. Someone took offense when
I refused to dignify her very graphic and personal question
with an answer. So now, every time we’ve tried to turn
the Guestbook page back on there have been some really disgusting
messages appear. Not one but several each time. It is unfortunate
that someone has nothing better to do with their time…I’ll
keep trying to get the page back up again though and I hope
you will understand in the meantime.
I’ll leave you with this thought. Someone said to me
recently, “the trouble with this country is we no longer
have heroes….there are no more John Waynes.” They’re
right in one respect…there will never be another John
Wayne. Nor will there ever be another of the many Veterans who
have served, fought, and paid the ultimate price for the freedom
which this country enjoys. I have many heroes. First, our military
who serve in harms way every day, asking nothing in return except
the honor and respect which they so richly deserve. And their
families. They have my utmost respect and admiration. The Firefighters
who, right now, are risking their lives to save homes and lives
in California and other places. Teachers, who hold the future
of this country in their hands. And there are so many more heroes
I can’t list them all. Just look around you, there are
heroes everywhere. Now and then, even if just silently, say
“thank you”.
God Bless you. And thank you for your love and support “Thru
The Years”.
Very Sincerely,
Jan
August 2003
Dear Friends,
It’s the middle of August and hot as all get out. But
not as hot as it is in other places, thank goodness. Just today
there was a terrible power outage in four states and Canada.
According to CNN there were over 50 million affected. No matter
how bad we think we have it there is always someone worse off
and another reason to count our blessings. Just a few days ago
I played in a golf tournament in Jackson, TN to benefit the
tornado victims there. The night before I took a tour of the
devastated area there. What a shame…nine lives lost and
whole areas totally destroyed. In addition to the golf tournament
Vince Gill, Amy Grant, and Daryl Worley performed a concert.
To give of their time and talent for this cause shows the caliber
of people they are.
I’ve had a busy summer…how about you? Mine has
consisted of some work and as much fun as possible. Once again
I played in the Phil Harris Golf Tournament (hosted by Roy Clark)
in Linton, Indiana, the last of May. I look forward to that
event every year. The people there are so nice. Hope I haven’t
worn out my welcome and that they’ll invite me back. Maybe
they’ll see this letter and get the hint.
The Golden Voice Awards show was held this year at the Sheraton
Hotel downtown. As usual it was a big success. Bettie Walker
outdid herself as producer. I really don’t know how she
does it. But I do know, in addition to everything else she does,
she works tirelessly for several months putting this event together.
Please give her a big “mental” round of applause.
I was so proud and honored to receive the Female Vocalist Award
but I voted for Goldie Hill and just had to SHARE it with her.
I hope everyone understands that I didn’t GIVE the award
away. Jean Shepard received the Career Achievement Award. I
can’t think of anyone more deserving. You can check out
the other winners at www.GoldenVoiceAwards.com.
On June 14th Jeannie Seely, Jean Shepard, and I worked in Ashland,
Kentucky. Since it was within driving distance I left that morning
and just decided to “enjoy the day”. I’ve
never been so lost so many times in a row. Guess I was day dreaming.
That’s a no-no when you’re driving. I saw a lot
of beautiful country though and met some interesting people
when I stopped for directions…several times. Working with
Jean and Jeannie is always fun. Wish we could work more together.
Two great gals, and dear friends.
On June 28th I was in Flandreau, South Dakota, at the Royal
River Casino along with Jeannie Seely, T.G. Shepard, Jimmy Dickens,
and Bobby Bare. The people there were great. This was the first
time I’ve worked at a casino when I didn’t even
go near a slot machine. I’m a cheap gambler though (quarter
limit) so they wouldn’t have gotten much of my money anyway.
I’ve been told to think positive, and I do…I KNOW
I’m gonna lose. I worked with Bobby Bare’s band
and they had worked really hard at learning my material. It
was perfect.
On July 7th I settled in for my two weeks stay at Dollywood.
I can’t say enough good things about everyone connected
with that organization and the cast and crew of the “Country
State of Mind” show. They’re wonderful. And so talented.
They made me feel right at home. Every artist I have talked
with who has worked there says the same thing. I’m so
looking forward to returning on September 28th for another two
weeks. I do hope if you’re in the area you’ll stop
by and say hello. It’s always good to see old friends
and hopefully make new ones.
While I was at Dollywood I had the pleasure of attending Louise
Mandrell’s show. Louise is the ultimate entertainer….I
don’t know where she gets all of her energy but her show
is fabulous and I would highly recommend it to everyone.
On September 27th I’ll be in Thomasville, North Carolina,
with Jeannie and Jack Greene for two shows (1:00 and 7:00) at
the T. Austin Finch Auditorium. Hope you’ll put that date
on your calendar.
This is not an afterthought but I wanted to fill you in on
some family updates. At this moment Corky and Pam are on vacation
in the south of Florida. They flew into Ft. Lauderdale, rented
a car and were going to drive down through the Everglades and
on down to the Keys. They both deserved this much needed R&R
time. On July 4th we all gathered at their home for dinner and
watched the fireworks from their deck. Good family time.
Anita and Travis are settling into married life and are very
happy in their new home. I see them now and then but we all
seem to be going in different directions. But they’re
happy and that’s what I care about.
Had dinner with Mitzi the other night. She’s constantly
on the go. Loves to travel. Has plans now for more schooling
in the investment end of Commercial Real Estate. One week at
a time in different cities – Boston, Chicago, and San
Francisco….that way she can combine work with pleasure.
Smart girl.
Bob and Margie (my brother and sister-in-law) are both doing
great. Some of you have met Bob when he was with me at different
shows and have asked about him. Since he and I are the only
two left of my family it’s good to have him near. They
live in Goodlettsville, TN.
Are you tired of reading yet? I’m tired of writing. Besides,
I’ve about run out of things to say except that this Sunday
I’m going up to Ohio for a few days of golf with friends.
And I may even go fishing. I’ve never been there except
as a joke on TV. I’ll get a signed affidavit though that
they won’t drown me or use me for bait.
Someone sent me an e-mail message that ended with “Life
may not be the party we would have chosen, but as long as we’re
here we might as well dance”. So, keep dancing.
Thanks for being my friends and supporting my music Thru The
Years.
Love,
Jan
May 2003
Dear Friends,
I just realized the last Home Page began with “Happy
New Year” so this is overdue.
Since working the Florida State Fair and other dates in that
area in February, I’ve stuck pretty close to home. That
was my plan. Play golf, be home with my family and friends and
more important things like that. And more and more I realize
exactly what is important and what isn’t.
One very important date in my life was April 5th, the wedding
date of my granddaughter Anita and Travis Simpson. The setting
was in the McKendrie Methodist Church on Church Street in Nashville
which goes back to the Civil War and was used as a hospital
during that era. The whole evening was absolutely beautiful.
And Anita was gorgeous! A photo will be on the Jan and Friends
Page shortly so you can see for yourself. (That way you’ll
know it isn’t just a grandmother’s prejudice.) The
reception was held at the City Club atop the Suntrust Bank Building
in downtown Nashville, and it was everything a wedding reception
should be – dancing to a live orchestra, great food, good
friends, and a loving family. Remember the song “Tammy”?
Well, when the girls (Mitsi and Anita) were little Corky would
sing that song to them, replacing the name “Tammy”
with each of their names. At the reception the orchestra played
that song when Corky danced with Anita. When the vocalist sang
“Anita, Anita, Anita’s in love”, the lump
in my heart burst. A very proud moment. May Anita and Travis
always be as happy as they were that night.
Thank you for all your prayers for the safety of our military
during the war in Iraq. The battle has been won, but the war
isn’t over. This is a very troubled country and our troops
are still there and will be for some time so please continue
to keep them in your prayers. A horrible dictator is no longer
in power. Hopefully the people of Iraq will now be able to live
in a world free of fear. And upon their return I pray our troops
receive the honor they deserve.
On May 4th I attended a reception honoring the newest inductees
into the Country Music Hall of Fame, Porter Wagoner and the
late Bill Carlisle. Both have contributed so much, both to country
music and to the Grand Ole Opry. I wish the “powers that
be” would induct more than just two...so many great artists,
past and present, are deserving of that honor. That’s
just my opinion. That and $5.00 might buy you a cup of coffee.
On a sad note, country music and the world has lost more great
artists – Big Jim Webb, long time steel player for Del
Reeves, Johnny Paycheck, Felice Bryant, and yesterday I attended
the funeral of June Carter Cash. More reminders to cherish every
moment. As I’ve said many times, “This is NOT a
rehearsal, this IS the show, and there are no retakes.”
Even though I’ve enjoyed my time off, I’m looking
forward to going back to work. Some anyway. On June 14th the
Grand Ladies – Jean Shepard, Jeannie Seely, and I –
will be in Ashland, KY. I’ve learned that a redhead between
two blondes is a referee...got to learn some more “blonde”
jokes.
On June 28th I, along with several other artists, will be in
Flandreau, SD at the Royal River Casino. I’m working with
Bobby Bare’s band. I’ve never worked with them before
and Bobby told them “she’s really hard to work with...she’ll
chew you out in a hot minute.” I hope I’ll prove
otherwise. It should be fun and interesting.
Except for one day last year with Jean and Jeannie I’ve
never worked Dollywood so I’m really looking forward to
being there. If you’re in the area, hope you’ll
stop by and say hello.
Guess I’ve rambled long enough. The day is half gone
and I’m still in my “jammies”.
Take care, be good to yourself, and cherish the moment.
Thanks for being “my friends”.
Jan
February 2003
Dear Friends,
HAPPY NEW YEAR! I know it’s late, but that’s the
story of my life….a day late and a dollar short.
The Norway trip is now history. It was tiring and way too short,
but the people there are wonderful! On the way over I was really
hoping for three seats across and a long nap, but no such luck.
Due to the fact that several flights on other airlines had been
cancelled, every seat was filled. I ate everything that passed
before my eyes and read until my vision was blurred, then walked
the aisles trying not to think about the fact that I was cooped
up in this capsule flying several thousand feet in the air across
LOTS of water. After a safe landing and short layover in Copenhagen,
Denmark, we (Jeannie Seely, Jack Greene, and I) flew to Kristiansand,
Norway.
Kristiansand was beautiful! It’s right at the southern
tip of Norway overlooking a gorgeous sea port. I can just imagine
what it would be like in the summertime. Of course, when were
there it was winter and everything looked covered with snow. It
was still like a fairyland. The hotel was great and the manager
and whole staff couldn’t have been nicer. We had one night
to rest before working.
The next day we and the band rode about six hours to Kongsberg
where we performed that night. It was still snowing but it didn’t
bother the driver at all…we just zoomed up those mountains
and around those curves like they weren’t even there. That
night I changed my whole show. One thing I learned the first night
was that the Norwegians like to party and dance. Therefore whatever
I sang was something they could dance to…and whether I wanted
to or not I even danced…but only long enough to get to the
edge of the dance floor and off. Oh yes, I have to tell you about
that afternoon…I decided to wash my hair only to find my
converter didn’t work. I panicked but thank God I had put
in some Velcro rollers. My hairdo was definitely “ala casual”.
After about four hours sleep we were on a bus headed for Oslo
where we boarded a flight back to Copenhagen and on to Chicago
and Nashville. Again, every seat was filled. By the time I got
home and into my very own bed I felt like my body had been hit
by a BIG Mack truck. But we had fun and met some wonderful people.
I just wish we had been able to stay longer.
