Elmer Goodman was born on June 3rd, 1925. Not only was I his long-time co-worker, I was also his long-time friend, and he was mine. I guess the biggest thing to me is that I was also a fan. From a young man right up to the day he died, the Cumberland Mountain Boy stayed faithful and true to his favorite form of art - bluegrass and bluegrass gospel music. I learned at an early age to appreciate and respect him for that. I am thankful that God allowed me to live at the same time as Elmer Goodman, and that I had a chance to know and love him dearly.
Big D, my dad - Darrell Speck, was born on June 4th, 1938. I have always heard that you never realize just how much you miss someone until they are gone. I miss my dad.
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