HE DIED ON A MONDAY IN NORMAN, OKLAHOMA. THE CANCER TOOK TWO AND A HALF YEARS TO FINISH WHAT IT STARTED. THEY BURIED HIM AT SUNSET MEMORIAL PARK — AN OKLAHOMA BOY PUT BACK IN OKLAHOMA DIRT. The kid from Clinton. Rodeo hand. Oil field roughneck. Defensive end for a semi-pro football team nobody remembers. When the rigs shut down, he picked up a guitar and drove to Nashville. “Should’ve Been a Cowboy” hit number one straight out of the gate. Twenty more followed. Forty million records. Nobody told him what to sing. Nobody told him what to say. And he said plenty. His father — a veteran — died in a car wreck six months before the towers fell. After 9/11, Toby wrote “Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue.” Half the country loved him for it. The other half hated him. He didn’t care about either half. He played USO tours for a decade. Built a house for kids with cancer and called it the OK Kids Korral. Last three shows: Vegas, December. Sold out. He told the crowd the Almighty was riding shotgun and the devil was after him. Then he went home to Oklahoma and let go.
Introduction TOBY KEITH: THE OKLAHOMA COWBOY WHO NEVER BACKED DOWN On a quiet Monday in...