twice on Sunday. I didn't have to go on Wednesday night.
We used to go on Wednesday, but the good part was, ever so often we'd have an ice cream social.(Laughs) Yeah! that was a big part of it too. We used to go out to Rainbow Lake- it was beautiful.
My family used to go to Rainbow Lake. Yeah, what a spot.
Were you originally from Spartanburg (South Carolina)? I was born in Rock Hill (SC), but when I was five my father became pastor at a new church in Spartanburg, Fernwood Baptist Church. So I think I came to Spartanburg when I was about six, so it was almost like being born there. I didn't want to leave Rock Hill though. I really liked it over there, it was great. In school, my first grade, second grade, and third grade were all in one room.
I wanted to ask you about your first band, The Strangers. That was my junior high school band. That had Bill Brannon on lead guitar, Benny Little- john on drums and Haywood Hodges on the bass.
Wow. If you can remember junior high,
you're doing better than me! (Laughs) Let's talk about Uncle Walt's Band. How did you come to hook up with Walter Hyatt and Champ Hood? I knew Champ as a great guitar player. As a matter of fact, people in town would mistake me for Champ. I just always thought he was about it as far as lead guitar. Ever since I started playing, I was always more of a fan of the guitar than I was a player. We had sort of tried to put together a country type of band when we were in high school, a folk-rock kind of thing, and it never really got off the ground. Then Champ hooked up with Walter Hyatt and started playing as a duo, just two acoustic guitars and some singing. I was going to hear them, and it was then that I got the brilliant idea that I either wanted to man- age them or join them, and sing some with them. So I started playing the string bass, I thought maybe to fill out their sound a little bit. I followed them around, and just kind of bugged them a little bit. Of course, you know how nice Walter could be, and he let me play. We spent about a year and half over at Wal- ters after school singing. we'd play a gig every once in a while. But I learned an awful lot about music.
A lot of us were blown away when Wal- ter was killed in the plane crash. Your thoughts?
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