MERLE HAGGARD’S LAST RIDE — THE BOXCAR BOY WHO CAME FULL CIRCLE In his later years, Merle Haggard often spoke of Oildale, California — the dusty oil-patch town outside Bakersfield where he was born on April 6, 1937, in a converted boxcar his father had remodeled into a home. It was the place where his Oklahoma-born parents had landed after the Dust Bowl drove them west, where his father worked the Santa Fe Railroad, and where a nine-year-old Merle’s world cracked open the day his daddy died of a brain hemorrhage. Though life carried him through juvenile halls, San Quentin prison, the honky-tonks of Bakersfield, and finally to a ranch in Palo Cedro, the boxcar never left him. Friends recalled how he often returned in spirit through his songs — ballads steeped in railroad tracks, hungry eyes, and the long shadow of a father gone too soon. When Haggard passed away on April 6, 2016 — on his 79th birthday, exactly as he had told his family he would — many felt his death echoed the very themes he had sung about for decades: a man whose long ride had finally come full circle. “The Poet of the Common Man” had gone quiet, just weeks after recording his final song, “Kern River Blues,” with his son Ben on guitar. Few know the words Merle whispered to his family in those last days — the quiet truth he had carried since the boxcar in Oildale. And what he told his son Ben in the hours before that final birthday morning — the confession that came after a lifetime of writing songs about everyone else — may be the most haunting story Merle Haggard never set to music…
Merle Haggard’s Last Ride — The Boxcar Boy Who Came Full Circle Merle Haggard was born in a boxcar, and…