in this random rambling thread we post random pictures

Now Red Sovine is the one that can tell a story...


If you can get threw this song without tears in your eyes you are stronger than me.
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This is one version someone made.
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Reds version he gets better though.
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Wow, that was heart-touching!
Glad you got something out of it. That is music to me. It should tell a story, a story that you can feel..

Teddy Bear gets to me probably more than it does most people. Its about a disabled kid who lost his dad an the radio community helped him. Most of the people that have been on here a while know I am disabled. I lost my mom an sis in a car wreck when I was 10. My grandfather who was my world died when I was 12. That left me here with my grandmother in this house in the middle of nowhere. Nether of us could drive an we had very little to do. My grandfather always had a CB but I never actually saw him use it. I asked him once about it an he told me how it worked. I had also seen them used on the dukes of hazzard. I dug my grandfathers old CB out one day an wired it up in his old car parked my the house. I remember trying to get someone to talk to me on that thing for a while. I would flip threw the channels an try again. Eventually on channel 14 a man named T.C. Casey who went by Casey Jones started talking to me. He was probably in his 70s at the time an in a wheel chair. He took the time to talk to me an teach me how to work that radio. He introduced me to more people than I could count an eventually had me talking to people all over the world. That radio was my only outlet to the world outside my home for 4 years. Those guys put up with me an treated me like one of the group for all that time. Especially Casey who I probably talked to on that radio every day an sometimes for hours. Casey introduced me to that song Teddy Bear. I know Casey is gone now an most of the others are too. I see a few of the younger ones every now an then around town though. Now over 20 years later I can not listen to that song without crying. It reminds me how T.C. Casey took the time to talk to me. A disabled kid who had nothing to do but play with his dead grandfathers old radio. He did not have to do that but he did. Not just for that night but for years. Something I will never forget could have never repayed him for.
 

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