Here's to you, Marcia Carruthers Kemp, who went on up to the picnic in the sky on this day back in 1991. Billy tells me that you made fantastic spaghetti sauce, you loved to read romance novels, and that you made gorgeous sounds on the piano in the basement. He says you came around to country music eventually and were Billy's biggest fan and you helped him straighten out his misunderstanding about Merle Haggard pitching woo and pitching wood in Okie from Muskogee. We certainly hope the picnic you are having today up there is under a rainbow umbrella on the beach. I wish I had met you, but I thank you for this crazy wonderful true love heading to Alabama with me today. Cheers!
