Neighbors said you could always tell when Ricky was in a good mood — the hammer would fall in rhythm, and somewhere between the creak of wood and the smell of hay, you’d hear him hum a tune. He never sang to show off; he sang to feel alive. That same quiet honesty lived in “Life Turned Her That Way.” It wasn’t pity in his voice — it was understanding. The kind that comes from seeing how hard life can be and loving people anyway. Now, years later, when that song plays on an old radio, it still feels like he’s right there — somewhere out by the fence line, hat tilted low, humming for the sheer joy of being human.
“Scroll down to the end of the article to listen to music.” Introduction There’s something deeply human about “Life Turned…