08/30/2026
This week, we lost a legend.
I have watched and listened endlessly to decades of talent, smarts, and an authenticity that felt like a gift to every person who encountered it. Dolly lived by two things above all else, be true to yourself and trust in something greater than yourself.
Stumbling out of bed to pour myself that cup of ambition was harder and slower this week.
For me, Dolly was also the voice of my grandmothers. I grew up spending summers in Menard, Texas, with my Grandpa and his wife Ramona — a woman who could bring warmth and life to any room and who literally sounded like Dolly when she spoke. Anytime I heard Dolly, all I could hear was Ramona.
Dolly made you feel like you knew her. Through her music, through the way she talked directly to you through the camera lens, through her honesty about life and herself.
What would Dolly do? I think if we ask ourselves that every single day we will leave every day better than we found it.
From Ruby and me and everyone at the farm in Appalachia — we will always love you Dolly.
Turn the radio up and sing loudly. 🤍