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Grant L. Boatwright

Nashville, Tennessee

Apr 19, 1946 – Jan 17, 2013 (Age 66)

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BORN
April 19, 1946
DIED
January 17, 2013
AGE
66
LOCATION
Nashville, Tennessee

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Grant was born on April 19, 1946 and passed away on Thursday, January 17, 2013. Grant was a resident of Nashville, Tennessee.

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Thinking about my father tonight and all the wonderful things about him. Miss him and my mother so much.

It seems as if it were yesterday that Boatie was pulling a funny! Grant had a great sense of humor, and his family (all of them, all sides) speak of him frequently. He was one of a kind. His two daughters miss him, and his 3 grandchildren, who called him Grantpaw, tell tales from their time with him. He will be remembered a long, long time.

Can't believe this larger-than-life dude is no longer on this earth. When I was in Nashville, he was my friend, my protector, my advisor and my grounding. Always with a grand story to tell, he kept us laughing, but more importantly, kept us firmly planted when Nashville could tear at our "innards." Grant lived the music while reminding us that we're all in it together.

I'm sorry to hear the passing of Grant I bought the album I don't recall the name of it but it had a Dylan song on it I played that record over and over and wore it out

Mandolin, Grant accomplished great and wonderful things and he was most proud of you.

Hey Ginger, I'm Red. I live in Boulder now, think you been here.

My buddy Nick Forester here at eTown radio speaks fondly of Red White and Bluegrass .

Much love to you all, Grant was fun and red.

Red

Mandolin, I would love to talk with you about your Dad. He was a fun guy!

He was an amazing father during my infancy. I always remember growing tomatoes with him out in the backyard and he would always try to teach me guitar. He loved to hear my mother sing and he used to play all the time. We also loved to draw together. I just wished I could have had more time with him.

I'll keep the good stuff to myself.
Love you brother,
Your Red
Red.
Remember what Roger Miller tagged you. ,
And the Palacial Spence Manor.
RIP

I met Grant and Red, White, and Bluegrass in the 1970s. They all had come to Chicago on a search for work. My wife and I got to provide sound for them at a small place called the Single File. They were a fine Blue Grass band. I enjoyed listening to Grant play while his wife, Ginger, sang. I only spent a few days around Grant, but I could see how effortlessly he played and what a great band leader he was.