FATHER AND SON, ONE LAST SONG: No press. No spotlight. Willie Nelson arrived quietly at Brandon Blackstock’s funeral, his son Lukas walking beside him, each carrying a guitar. When the first tender chords of Always On My Mind floated through the still chapel, father and son stood together, their voices blending—one weathered by years, the other warm with youth. From her place near the casket, Reba McEntire closed her eyes, letting the familiar melody wash over her like a memory she couldn’t hold onto. Each lyric felt like a thread tying love, loss, and time into one fragile moment. As the final note lingered, Willie stepped forward, placing a white rose on the casket while Lukas bowed his head. There was no applause—only the quiet ache of farewell, shared by every soul in the room.