Introduction:
There’s a strange beauty in the way time moves — racing forward and standing still all at once. One day, we were cramming gear into a worn-out van in Fort Payne, praying someone might hear our sound. The next, I find myself here, reflecting on a lifetime built on music, memories, and moments that shaped everything I am.
To my family — you have been my anchor and my strength. Everything I have, everything I’ve become, I owe to you.
To our fans — the Alabama family — you turned a small-town dreamer’s hope into a life far greater than I ever imagined. You carried our songs into your homes, your weddings, your celebrations, and even your hardest days. You didn’t just listen — you embraced us. You made us more than a band; you made us part of your story. That’s a gift beyond measure, and one I could never truly repay.
And to Jeff Cook — my brother in music and in spirit — not a day passes that I don’t feel the space you left behind. Your laughter, your voice, your fire — they live on in every note we play. You were the rhythm to my soul, and I carry you with me every time the lights come up and the first chord rings out.
This road hasn’t always been easy, but it’s been true. And if my voice has ever brought you comfort, joy, or a memory worth holding onto, then I know I’ve fulfilled my purpose.
With love, gratitude, and a heart forever full of music.