The first two chords hit the radio, and immediately I turned up the volume.

"I like my chicken fried...a pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up."

As the lyrics blared across the speakers, I could just see my little boy jammin' to his favorite song a few years ago. He was several inches shorter then. His boyish face was fuller, eyes twinkling, as he boomed out the lyrics straight from the heart, grinning from ear to ear.

The Zac Brown Band had a faithful follower, and he always turned the radio up for them.

I wish I could tell that little boy to turn down the radio...just one more time.