Blake Shelton paid tribute to his late friend Joe Bonsall, who passed away recently. Joe was a longtime member of The Oak Ridge Boys, a celebrated country and gospel group, from 1973 until his death in 2024.
On Tuesday, Blake, 48, shared a heartfelt photo on his Instagram Stories of himself performing alongside The Oak Ridge Boys. While the exact details of the photo’s location and date are unclear, Blake expressed his sorrow over Joe’s passing, saying: “I am deeply saddened to learn of the passing of my friend Joe Bonsall”.
He fondly recalled: “I have never seen Joe without a genuine smile on his face. He loved singing more than anyone I’ve ever met”. Blake extended his thoughts and prayers to Joe’s family and fellow bandmates, stating: “Today, we have all experienced the loss of someone truly important”.
In 2016, Blake and The Oak Ridge Boys collaborated on the song “Doing It to Country Songs”. Joe’s death was attributed to Lou Gehrig’s disease, or amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), a progressive condition affecting voluntary muscle control, which has no known cure. Fans became aware of Joe’s struggle with the illness in January 2024, four years after he announced his condition and retirement from the band.
Joe is survived by his daughters, Jennifer and Sabrina, from his marriage to Mary Ann, as well as two grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. The Bonsall family shared in a statement that Joe authored 11 books, with his memoir, I See Myself, scheduled for release in November. He cherished his time at the farm and was a devoted fan of the Philadelphia Phillies, but emphasized that his faith and family were his greatest priorities.
The Oak Ridge Boys, consisting of Joe, Richard Sterban, Duane Allen, and William Lee Golden, are famous for hits like “Elvira”, “Come On In” and “Bobbie Sue”. The band was inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 2015 and has won five Grammy Awards. As the group embarks on a farewell tour that will last for about a few month, they reflect on their legacy, despite the original lineup no longer being intact. Joe’s love for music, reading, and writing, along with his skills on the banjo, will be fondly remembered by fans and loved ones alike.
I can’t get 2 hours of sleep at night because of My never-helping husband. Now I decided to…
I’ve always imagined motherhood as a beautiful journey filled with tender moments and sweet lullabies. But reality hit hard after the birth of our baby girl. Our little angel is my world, yet the sleepless nights and endless chores quickly became a nightmare.
My husband, who was supposed to be my partner in this journey, turned out to be more of an absentee father. Whenever I asked for his help, he’d dismiss me with, “Let me relax, my paternity leave is so short.”
Our baby girl wouldn’t sleep for more than an hour at a time. Each night, I found myself rocking her back to sleep, pacing the floor while my husband lounged on the couch, engrossed in his TV shows. The sleep deprivation became so severe that I started nodding off while cooking or doing laundry.
The Breaking Point
Last Saturday was supposed to be a special day. We had planned a family gathering to introduce our baby to everyone. It was a beautiful day filled with laughter and joy, but my exhaustion overshadowed everything. At one point, I felt so weak that I literally passed out from sheer fatigue. When I came to, I was expecting concern, maybe even some empathy from my husband. Instead, he was annoyed. His main concern was that I had embarrassed him, making it seem like he wasn’t taking care of us.
I couldn’t even muster a response. I was too exhausted to argue, so I dragged myself to bed, leaving him to his grievances. The next morning, he ignored both me and the baby, sulking because, in his mind, I didn’t care about his feelings since I didn’t stay up to discuss the previous day’s events. That was the moment I realized I was done. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt a surge of anger and was on the brink of a breakdown. I was ready to confront him, to let out all my frustration, but just then, the doorbell rang.
An Unexpected Visitor
The doorbell rang, breaking the tense silence in our home. I went to open it, expecting a neighbor or a delivery. Instead, I saw my mother standing there, a look of concern etched on her face. She had come unannounced, probably sensing that something was wrong. She took one look at my haggard appearance and the disarray in our home and knew something was terribly amiss.
Slowly but surely, things began to improve. I started to feel like myself again, no longer drowning in exhaustion and resentment. Our baby girl thrived in the loving environment, and our home became a place of peace and joy once more.
This experience taught me the importance of standing up for myself and seeking help when needed. It also showed me the strength of a mother’s love, capable of bridging even the deepest divides. While our journey is far from over, I am hopeful that we will continue to grow and support each other as a family, one step at a time.
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