A SONG FOR JOHN: The night was still over Luck Ranch when Willie Nelson lifted his old guitar, Trigger, beneath the Texas stars. No spotlight. No grand stage. Just a quiet wind and the memory of a friend who once sang of mountains and skies. It was October 12 — the day the world lost John Denver. Willie’s voice, soft and cracked with years, carried through the air like a prayer. 💬 “He sang what he saw,” Willie whispered, “and he saw beauty in everything.” Then came the first notes of “Annie’s Song,” slow and tender, drifting into the night like a farewell carried on the wind. Somewhere between verse and silence, it felt as if John was there — smiling that gentle smile, the Rockies in his heart, and the whole world listening once more.
phil The night was still over Luck Ranch, the stars resting low above the Texas plains. A soft wind moved through the oaks,…