It was early December 2014 when I learned the news. By happenstance, Google informed me that Jesse Winchester died in April. I had no idea. Oddly, I felt an emotional loss, even though
I never met the man. It hit me hard, for
some reason.
Jesse Winchester first caught my attention when I was in
high school. I remember hearing a quirky
song on WEBN radio called Third Rate
Romance. He was the first to record
that song which became a hit in 1975 for the group The Amazing Rhythm
Aces. A few years later, I became a
Jesse Winchester fan when I bought his album Nothing But A Breeze. I wore
that record out. Technology and mp3
audio files helped me reconnect with Jesse in the 1990's. Over time, I created a playlist of Jesse
Winchester songs. To this day, I enjoy listening
to them.
My appreciation for Jesse Winchester increased when I saw him
in concert in 2002. He played a show at the
campus of Miami University in Hamilton, Ohio. I recall his personable style, wit and dry
sense of humor. He struck me as a genuine,
kind and thoughtful person. His live
voice was ever so soothing and melodic. It
was an enjoyable concert experience and I looked forward to seeing him again. I
bookmarked his website and periodically checked-in to watch for his return to
Southern Ohio.
In 2011 I learned of his battle with esophageal cancer.
After treatment and surgery he was pronounced cancer free and began touring
once again. Unfortunately, it all ended
so quickly when he was diagnosed with bladder cancer in 2014. A Google search of 'bladder cancer' was how I
learned of his demise.
My life has been enriched by the music of Jesse Winchester. Songs like Mississippi You're On My Mind, Biloxi
and Yankee
Lady set such idyllic scenes. And Rumba Man and Say What always give me a
lift. Thinking about it, I knew Jesse Winchester
rather well through his music. It turns out the man I know is the same person as described by Jesse's friends and associates; a kind southern gentleman and a thoughtful
human being. My connection with Jesse
was stronger than I realized and I suppose my feeling of loss stems from the feeling
that a part of my life passed with him. Moreover,
I think his death brought to the forefront my mortality.
I will continue to enjoy Jesse's music and will treasure
his songs like old photographs.
David Wittkamp
As soon as you learn that you don't live forever, you'll grow fond of the fruit of the vine. So here is to you, and here is to me and here is to the ones we've left behind.
From Little Glass of Wine, By Jesse Winchester
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