The world of music is often defined by its legends—those voices that seem to exist outside of time, narrating the human experience with a familiarity that makes them feel like kin. For decades, Kenny Rogers was that voice. He was the gravelly baritone that offered wisdom in the back of a smoky bus, the romantic who promised to spend a lifetime proving his love, and the storyteller who understood that life was a series of high-stakes gambles. However, the news that began to ripple out of Georgia today has shattered that sense of timelessness. In a tragedy that defies logic…
