Memories of John Prine
Easter 2020 I’m not certain the first time I heard a John Prine song, but I’m pretty sure the first time I listened to a John Prine song was in my father’s car in the parking lot of an evangelical church in the Poconos. My father started attending there after my mother died. I wasn’t Christian at the time, but I was curious and wanted to be supportive. I don’t recall too much about the service aside from taking communion,…