R.I.P. Levon Helm


Being that I married a Georgia boy I often have fun reminding him that “we” won the war. And he has fun taking me places like “the bloody elbow” in Kennesaw Mountain National Battlefield Park so I can see the spot where the most Yankees were killed. With the passing of Levon Helm I’ve found “The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down” running through my head for the past few days. The song had organically become part of my cultural currency, like so many songs that you just know although you never purposefully learned them. I never thought much about what the song addressed and why it would be important to “make General Robert E. Lee come out with all due respect.” I guess sometimes your most important education about things comes from the radio rather than a book.

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