
Porter Wagoner died today at the age of 80. There’s a story about it on OzarksFirst here, but I wanted to write a post about it because of his (small) relationship to my family. No, he wasn’t an uncle, or even any relative for that matter, but he did date one of my relatives… my mother’s aunt Mildred… my grandma’s sister.
Porter was from West Plains Missouri, where my mom’s family is from. When they were in high school (or sometime around then) he and Mildred dated.
I remember finding this out as a kid and picturing them driving around town in a big limousine with horns on the front of it (like Boss Hog’s car) and him wearing one of his sparkle rhinestone suits. I was, however, only a little disappointed when my mom told me that they dated long before he was famous.
Jason and I saw him about 13 years ago at the Grand Ole Opry and I was hoping they would sit on the edge of the stage after the show (like in Branson) so I could go ask him if he remembered Mildred… who had already passed on at that time… but, alas, they didn’t, so I never got to speak to him and ask him about her. I wonder if they’re riding around in a stretch limousine with sparkle rhinestone suits together now? I like to think they might be.
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