FORGOTTEN CONFESSION: 2025 – Nashville, USA — A Lost 1975 Interview Has Resurfaced, Revealing That “Mandy” Was Written by BARRY MANILOW in Memory of His Beloved Dog. “I wrote it through tears… No one understood me like she did,” he said. The Full Story Is Currently Being…

FORGOTTEN CONFESSION: 2025 – Nashville, USA — A Lost 1975 Interview Has Resurfaced, Revealing That “Mandy” Was Written by BARRY MANILOW in Memory of His Beloved Dog. “I wrote it…

A BROTHER IN SONG – JIMMY FORTUNE’S FINAL TRIBUTE TO HAROLD REID. In the quiet chapel of Staunton, Virginia, Jimmy Fortune stepped forward — not as a performer, but as a brother saying goodbye. Standing before Harold Reid’s portrait, Jimmy’s voice wavered with love and loss. “This one’s for you,” he said softly. No spotlight. No show. Just a single guitar and a song that felt like a prayer. As Jimmy sang, his voice carried years of friendship, laughter, and shared miles. When words failed him, he looked upward — letting silence say what music could not. It wasn’t a performance. It was a farewell — holy, humble, and true.

It wasn’t a concert, and it wasn’t a show. It was something quieter — something sacred. Inside the little chapel in Staunton, Virginia, where memories hung in the air like…

Don Reid stood alone under the soft chapel lights in Staunton, Virginia — not as a Statler Brother, but simply as Harold’s little brother. Before a crowd of loved ones and hometown hearts, he clutched the lyrics he’d sung a hundred times but now meant more than ever. “I’ll Go To My Grave Loving You” filled the chapel — no harmony, no band, just Don’s trembling voice and a sorrow only family knows. When his voice broke before the final line, no one moved. He didn’t need to finish. Because everyone there already knew — he would.

On a quiet morning in Staunton, Virginia — where mountains meet memory and songs once echoed through church pews and concert halls alike — Don Reid stepped forward, not as…