RIP Loretta Lynn
Country singer Loretta Lynn has died at 90:
Just about all the obituaries have the words “coal miner’s daughter” in the headline or prominent in the body of the text, and that’s my impulse, too. Not only was it the title of a famous biopic about Lynn and a song she wrote, but it was a defining truth about her origins and the identity that mattered to her even after becoming rich and famous.
A short summary of her beginnings:
Lynn was born Loretta Webb in Butcher Hollow, Kentucky on April 14, 1932. She was the eldest daughter and second child [of eight, one of whom was singer Crystal Gayle] born to Clara Marie “Clary” (née Ramey; May 5, 1912 – November 24, 1981) and Melvin Theodore “Ted” Webb (June 6, 1906 – February 22, 1959). Ted was a coal miner and subsistence farmer…
Loretta’s father died at the age of 52 of black lung disease a few years after he relocated to Wabash, Indiana, with his wife and younger children…
On January 10, 1948, 15-year-old Loretta Webb married Oliver Vanetta “Doolittle” Lynn (August 27, 1926 – August 22, 1996), better known as “Doolittle”, “Doo”, or “Mooney”. They had met only a month earlier. The Lynns left Kentucky and moved to the logging community of Custer, Washington, when Loretta was seven months pregnant with the first of their six children. The happiness and heartache of her early years of marriage would help to inspire Lynn’s songwriting. In 1953, Doolittle bought her a $17 Harmony guitar (equivalent to $172 in 2021). She taught herself to play the instrument, and over the following three years, she worked to improve her guitar playing. With Doolittle’s encouragement, she started her own band, Loretta and the Trailblazers, with her brother Jay Lee playing lead guitar.
Much much more at the link.
Honest work, very hard, plus lots of love – tho not too much time.
Never liked this song much, and still don’t, but I never doubted the truth of it. And the world could use more truth and especially gratitude for what IS received, like new shoes in winter, rather than useless complainin’ about what is not there, like shoes in summer.
No longer such a true song about US poverty, either. Today, “Those in the middle work much harder, but don’t earn much more, than those at the bottom.”
https://www.wsj.com/articles/income-equality-not-inequality-is-the-problem-labor-force-participation-income-taxes-transfer-payments-middle-bottom-rich-household-size-census-11661781351
Another icon of many of my contemporaries is passing. RIP
RIP, Loretta. I had forgotten Crystal Gayle was a sister.
I’m not a fan of country music despite having many friends in school whose parents were stars. Even my chemistry lab partner.
But I like the folks who like it. And I like them a whole lot more than the people who look down their noses at it.
Same for NASCAR and pro wrestling.
She was one hard working professional. RIP.