I celebrated what would have been Lefty Frizzell’s 80th birthday today with a trip to Coriscana, his birthplace, about an hour south of Dallas. Lefty is my favorite singer, and I’ve driven down to Corsicana several times to … I don’t know … commune with Lefty’s spirit.
There’s a statue in a park (a statue … of Lefty Frizzell!!) that I make a pilgrimage to every few years to, you know, pay my respects. The statue was made possible by the help of Merle Haggard. Here’s a picture I took of a photograph hanging in the Lefty Frizzell museum in Corsicana — Merle standing next to the statue on its unveiling about fifteen years ago:
And here’s a photo from today, under cloudy skies with threats of tornadoes in Texas and Oklahoma, of that same statue:
And this is my favorite part of the statue, Lefty’s foot keeping time:
Imagine if he had lived past his 40s. He could still be performing. HE SHOULD still be performing!
Happy Birthday, Lefty!