On a warm summer evening in Almont, Colorado, a small community hall hosted its annual cancer fundraiser. Folding chairs lined the modest stage, with no more than 400 people in attendance. Then, without warning, the doors opened — and George Strait walked in. At first, whispers rippled through the room. Could it be? Then came that unmistakable smile beneath his hat, the one the whole world knew.
The Night George Strait Walked In George Strait didn’t announce it. He didn’t promote it.…
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