Benjamin Bullington, M.D.
My husband and I saw Ben in concert in Nashville in May 2013. It was our first visit to Nashville and attending the gig made the whole experience very special. We loved Ben's music and often play the CD we got at the same time. Our condolences to his friends and family; a great loss. Helen & Tom
You lived amongst us here in Big Timber, MT., and I didn't realize you had this additional talent of playing guitars and singing. I did hear one performance at the Crazy Mountain Museum which struck me as very thoughtful. You described what it may have been like to be a soldier landing on DDay, l945. "I couldn't find a crease"
My wife & I came across Ben's music quite late in his recording career through a prompt from Guy Clark. We consider ourselves enriched by the insight, humor and wonderful story-telling that lives on in each of Ben's songs. A true inspiration to us all, even in his passing. Ben, you will be missed.
I WAS SO BLESSED TO HAVE KNOWN BEN.
OUR PATHS ONLY CROSSED BRIEFLY IN THE EARLY 80'S WHEN WE WORKED TOGETHER IN THE OIL FIELDS. THOSE DAYS WERE SPECIAL AND WHEN YOU MADE A FRIEND IT WAS A LIFELONG FRIEND. HEART FRIENDS; EVEN IF THAT LIFE EVENT WAS THE ONLY TIME SPENT TOGETHER.
LIFE TOOK US EACH ON A SEPARATE JOURNEY… AND WHAT AN INCREDIBLE LIFE BEN LIVED; A TRUE INSPIRATION TO FULFILL ALL YOUR DREAMS WHILE YOU ARE HERE.
BEN WAS TRULY A SPECIAL SOUL TO THE WORLD.
IT IS WITH ABSOLUTE SADDNESS THAT HIS TIME HERE IS OVER…BUT, THROUGH HIS LEGACY, WE CAN REJOICE IN A LIFE WELL LIVED. A WONDERFUL CARING MAN HAS LEFT US HIS WISDOM TO ACHIEVE ALL YOU CAN WHILE WE ARE HERE.
THANK YOU BEN FOR YOUR LOVE OF WORDS, GUITARS AND WIDE OPEN SPACES; AND, FOR COMPILING IT ALL IN YOUR MUSIC FOR US TO CHERISH FOREVER AND LEARN FROM AS WE TRAVEL THROUGH OUR OWN LIFE'S ADVENTURE.
AND, MOST OF ALL, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND.
REST IN PEACE AND GOD BLESS.
Ben and my husband Rod share the same enthusiasm for fine guitars. When Ben was doctoring in White Sulfur Springs, Rod went to see Ben about a throbbing ankle. When Ben came into the little room and saw Rod he immediately ran to his car to get the "new" Martin he had just picked up at the PO. Insisted Rod play it. Ben was so excited about that Martin! The ankle could wait. Rod tells this story often, with fondness for a very special man. Ben will be so missed by so many. His music will live on.