I’ll never forget the first time I heard Joe Diffie sing.
It was close to midnight on a hot summer Sunday night as I was driving down a lonely stretch of I-20 between Columbia, South Carolina and Augusta, Georgia.
I was stationed at Augusta’s Fort Gordon Army base at the time and I was on my way back to Augusta after spending the weekend “back home” in Virginia.
Living (and loving) Life
Living (and loving) Life
Living (and loving) Life
Living (and loving) Life