WHEN MEMORY BECOMES A PRAYER: No press. No stage lights. Alan Jackson arrived quietly at Brandon Blackstock’s funeral, the brim of his white hat casting a shadow over his eyes as he stepped forward. When the opening chords of Remember When drifted through the stillness of the chapel, every face seemed to turn toward him.
Alan Jackson’s Bittersweet Farewell at Brandon Blackstock’s Funeral There were no news vans parked outside, no murmuring crowd awaiting his…