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In his final winters, Alan Jackson rarely opened the door when friends stopped by. The man who once lived ten lives in one year suddenly wanted nothing but silence, a window, and a guitar resting on his knee. But one song never stopped calling to him — Chattahoochee…He played it slowly, as though time itself might loosen its grip if he just stretched each chord long enough.

Watch the video at the end of this article. Introduction In his final winters, Alan…

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