With Kris Kristofferson’s demise, a remarkable period has come to a close. He was not just a talented musician and composer, but also a poet who was able to express all of life’s true feelings, including love, loss, and everything in between.
Numerous hearts were moved by his poignant voice and strong remarks.
And now, his farewell image has his fans in tears.
The devastating news of Kris Kristofferson’s passing has left a void in my heart.
His influence on those of us who grew up listening to his music feels unreplaceable. Now that Willie Nelson is the last member of The Highwaymen still alive, we are reminded of a time that is passing away and that influenced American music and culture.
But Kristofferson’s life extended well beyond his membership in the storied country supergroup. His career took off in the 1960s, and he wrote timeless hits like “Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down,” “Help Me Make It Through the Night,” and “For the Good Times.” He had roots in both Texas and Sweden. His lyrics were poetry that expressed the human predicament in all its unadulterated glory rather than merely lyrics to tunes.
Most guys would need twelve lifetimes to do what Kris did in just one. In addition to being a multi-platinum performer, he was a shining figure on screen, costarring with Barbra Streisand in A figure Is Born (1976), for which he won a Golden Globe.
“He was unique in his way.”
“I saw Kris perform for the first time at the Troubadour club in Los Angeles. “I knew he was something special,” Streisand, who costarred with him, wrote on Instagram. “He looked like the ideal fit for a script I was drafting, which became into A Star Is Born, because he was barefoot and strumming his guitar.”
In addition, Kristofferson was a Rhodes scholar, an Army ranger, a helicopter pilot, and most importantly, a storyteller. Channing Wilson, a country music musician from Georgia, stated it so beautifully on Instagram: “Kris, you left this world better than you found it.” His work touched generations of people.
Even more amazing than the pictures and music was Kris’s heart. He supported gender equality and civil rights as social justice causes. He continued to be involved in collecting money and publicity for causes like the United Farm Workers (UFW) even in his latter years.
Last Instagram picture On September 28, Chris went away quietly at home in Maui, Hawaii. The reason of death was not stated.
Fans immediately showered Kris’s Instagram with accolades, recounting how his music had impacted their own lives. But the image that really touched people was his final one, which was posted online by legendary country music performer Tanya Tucker in April of this year.
Kris and Tanya, who stand next to each other in the picture, symbolize the heyday of country music. Kris is grinning subtly while sporting a Muhammad Ali T-shirt. Even if his formerly rugged features have softened with age, the man’s spirit is still evident. The youthful, handsome man with a beard is no more, but what’s left is a legend – a man whose presence is palpable even in his advanced years.
Just a few months before he passed away, fans had one more chance to see the guy they adored in one farewell photo. Kris Kristofferson was defined by his quiet strength and his glint in his eye.
Thus, let’s remember this American icon by playing his timeless music throughout the day and offer our condolences and prayers to Kris’s family at this trying time.
Tell the people who knew Kris this tale, and let’s all join in honoring his amazing legacy.
Loud Neighbors Tell Old Man to Get Lost, Regret It Later – Story of the Day
A group of young students moved next to an older neighbor and wouldn’t stop blasting their music. They insulted the older man, but they soon learned that no one should mess with karma.
Mr. Adams had been living in his small two-bedroom house for many years. His dear wife passed away some time ago, and his children lived on the other side of the country. It could get lonely, but his neighborhood was amazing.
He was surrounded by caring families and tons of lovely people, especially next door. However, they were moving away soon because they needed more space for their growing family.
A group of college kids became his new neighbors | Source: Shutterstock
Mr. Adams wished them all the best and hoped that whoever filled that vacancy would be just as nice. Unfortunately, his prayers were not answered. A group of young college students moved into the house a few weeks later.
They couldn’t be older than 18, which meant fresh out of high school. Mr. Adams dreaded this situation but hoped that this group understood that they had just moved into a quiet neighborhood.
Sadly, he was wrong once again. As soon as they finished moving all their things, the teenagers started having parties. They got loud, and many other young people showed up. They didn’t turn off their music until 5 a.m. on a Monday.
Mr. Adams lived in a quiet neighborhood. | Source: Pexels
Mr. Adams had no idea what to do, but he was thinking of calling the Home Owners Association while watering his plants that morning. That’s when he saw Linda Shaw coming towards him. She lived across Mr. Adams with her husband and two preschool-aged children.
“Good morning, Mr. Adams!” she greeted.
“Good morning, Linda. How was your night?” he said.
“Oh. It was absolutely terrible. I couldn’t sleep for a second. Then my kids woke up around 2 a.m. and didn’t go back to bed until 5 a.m. when the music stopped,” Linda explained. “It’s funny because we have never had problems in this neighborhood.”
Linda came to greet Mr. Adams. | Source: Pexels
“I know what you mean. It was still a nightmare for me, though,” Mr. Adams added. “But I didn’t know if calling the cops was the right move.”
“I almost did it myself, but I didn’t want to cause any issues if they were just celebrating that first night in their new house,” she continued.
“Would the HOA help?” Mr. Adams asked.
“Maybe, although it’s hard to say why they let a group of teens move into this neighborhood. They might have connections,” Linda said. “Well, I’ve got to go. Lots of errands today, and hopefully, I can squeeze in a nap before picking up the kids.”
Mr. Adams had growing concerns about his new neighbors. | Source: Pexels
Mr. Adams said goodbye and decided to talk to these young people if they continued being loud, which probably wouldn’t happen until the weekend. But the neighbors decided to have another huge party that night, and he couldn’t take it anymore.
He went to their house and knocked on the door. A young man opened and frowned at Mr. Adams. “Hello? Can I help you?” he said.
“Young man, do you live here?” Mr. Adams asked.
“Yes. Who’s asking?” he answered.
The neighbors hosted rowdy parties. | Source: Pexels
“I’m your next-door neighbor. I need to ask you kids to keep your music down. This is a nice neighborhood with tons of families and older people,” Mr. Adams said as politely as possible.
“So? That’s not my problem. I pay rent just like anyone else, and I get to play as much music as I want to,” the young man responded rudely.
“I will call the cops if you guys don’t keep it down,” Mr. Adams threatened calmly.
“Go ahead. My dad’s the sheriff at the police station. There’s nothing you can do,” he said and smirked. “Now, go away old dude. This party doesn’t need an old fart hanging around. If you don’t like the music, move to a nursing home.”
A conceited teenager tells Mr. Adams to go away. | Source: Pexels
The teenager slammed the door in Mr. Adams’ face, the old man shocked by such insolence. Was the boy lying about his father? Would the cops really not answer his complaint? He had to try, at least.
But it looked like his neighbor was not lying because the squad car never came, and the teens enjoyed this party until 4 a.m.
“Linda, do you know if we can complain to the HOA about these young people?” Mr. Adams asked that morning after knocking on Linda’s door.
Mr. Adams talked to Linda again about their problems. | Source: Pexels
“I asked around, Mr. Adams. Last night was terrible too. I was on the phone with Mrs. Lowry, who knows everything around here. She told me that one of the teenager’s moms is part of the association,” Linda answered.
“I can’t believe this. One of them said that his father was the sheriff, and it has to be true because the cops never came after I called,” he continued.
“Mrs. Lowry said that we need to file a formal complaint to the local council with several signatures. I think a lot of people will sign it, but that takes time. My husband didn’t get any rest last night either. I don’t know how much of this we can take,” Linda said.
Linda had an idea but it will take time. | Source: Pexels
“Let’s go ahead with the complaint. I’ll help you get the signatures. In the meantime, we can tell everyone to call the HOA and the cops to see if that pressure gets a reaction,” Mr. Adams devised and went back home.
Unfortunately, it looked like these young people were really connected because the calls to the HOA and the cops didn’t help at all. But he and Linda collected all the signatures needed to file the formal complaint. They would have to wait for now.
Meanwhile, the neighbors continued having parties every single day since they moved into that house. Almost the entire neighborhood had knocked on their door to try and reason with them, but they wouldn’t listen.
Their teenage neighbors kept having parties. | Source: Pexels
One night, they added a sign over the front of their house, which read: “NO ONE SLEEPS TONIGHT!” Mr. Adams couldn’t believe this level of disrespect for others.
They even partied heavily during a huge storm. Their speakers were getting wet, but they seemed fine until a huge lightning bolt thundered and seemed to hit their equipment.
The music stopped miraculously, and when Mr. Adams peeked through his windows, he saw that the entire house had lost power. He laughed to himself and thought that nature was getting revenge on their behalf.
A lightning storm cut out their power.| Source: Pexels
He could finally read his novel and slept soundly for the first time in a few days. The following day, they still had no electricity. Apparently, the storm had blown through the outdated electric system at their house.
It took several days before they fixed things up completely. But by then, the city had received the neighborhood’s formal complaint. The teenagers could no longer play loud music past 10 p.m., and cops actually came when they tried to defy this ruling.
Finally, Mr. Adams and the rest of his peaceful neighborhood could continue their regular lives.
What can we learn from this story?
1. Respect your elders. These young people didn’t listen when adults politely asked them to stop, and karma hit them back.
2. Don’t abuse your power. They were also using their connections to break the rules and get away with anything. But they lost in the end.
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