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17 Dec 13 Thanks for the Memories, Ray Price

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By Sam Moore

A lot has already been written about Ray Price. A lot more is sure to come about the iconic country music legend from Texas. He built an image of class and was respected by everyone. And he helped build memories for scores of fans.

Rather than re-hash his life story, I thought I would take this opportunity to share my personal memory of Ray Price. It is funny in a way because I never met him and never even saw him perform live in concert. But he has been with me for most of my life, thanks to my mother.ray price for the good times

My parents had an entertainment center in our living room. For those of you too young to know, an entertainment center is basically a turntable built in to an otherwise wasted space, disguised as a giant piece of furniture. Imagine today a box the size of a giant sofa. The only thing inside is an iPod

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and two speakers. That would be a modern entertainment center.

Anyway, my mother LOVED that entertainment center. She could play any album she wanted. And she had a wide-ranging taste in music (probably where I got my tastes). On any given day, a quick peak through her album collection would show the likes of Jim Croce, Al Martino, Tom Jones, Glenn Miller, Englebert Humperdink, Nat King Cole or the Lennon Sisters.

When the weather was just right, she would open the windows to the house and let the music blast! Miraculously, no one ever did call to complain about the noise.

There was one album she tended to play more than any other: Ray Price’s “For the Good Times.” I cannot tell you how many times I heard Ray sing, “Lay your head upon my pillow….” He had such a smooth, mellow voice. None of us ever got tired of hearing it.

For years, I listened to that album and that song. It gave me a feeling of familiarity and warmth. Of course, I eventually grew up and moved out, leaving Ray and my parents behind. But every time I hear that song, as Kenny Chesney would say, I go back.

So for the millions of Ray Price fans, and for the memory of a small boy in north Louisiana, I would like to say thanks, for the good times.

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