So I ran into a guy at a welcome center in Harrisonburg, Virginia, who said that the *real* story about Patsy Cline is that she was raised by her grandparents in rural Elkton, Virginia, and wasn't really from Winchester (which is slightly less rural). I didn't find that out, though, until after I had visited Patsy Cline's memorial in Shenandoah Memorial Park in Winchester. Below are the videos I made.
I have to admit, I was moved to sing a few soft bars of "I Fall to Pieces" while I was out there, and as soon as I started singing, a small flock of ducks at the pond commenced to quacking. Whenever I quit singing, they quit quacking. Coincidence? You decide.
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