Rick Miller
Rayma Smith (Mrs Smith to me) was my introduction to country music. I remember her always tuning in to the Nashville Hour or whatever they called it on the AFN network the summer I spent with the Smith family in Germany. Not my kind of music, because it was '68 and the Rock was too good, but an introduction to Classic Country which I am thankful for. She also tried to teach me how to fold clothes (mine, not the whole family's) with limited success. Mrs. Smith was loved and will be remembered.