At 92, Willie Nelson made the quiet drive back to the little farmhouse on the edge of Abbott — no cameras, no band, just him and the Texas wind. The porch steps creaked beneath his boots, same as they did when he was a boy with dirt on his hands and songs in his heart. The fields were overgrown now, but the air still smelled of morning dew and woodsmoke. He sat beneath the old oak tree where he once wrote verses in the margin of schoolbooks, lit a match, and watched it flicker. Then he said softly, almost to the wind, “All the roads I took… they all led back here.”
At 92, Willie Nelson Made the Quiet Drive Back to the Little Farmhouse on the...