The sky hung low over Bakersfield that morning, gray and quiet, like it knew. Willie Nelson, now 92, stepped out of the dusty truck with careful hands and slower feet, his braided hair tucked beneath a weathered hat. There was no entourage, no headlines — just him, a small bouquet of wildflowers, and the long walk to Merle Haggard’s grave.
THE FINAL VERSE: Willie Nelson’s Silent Pilgrimage to Merle Haggard’s Grave The morning sky over…
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