THERE WAS NO PUBLIC FUNERAL. IT WAS APRIL 2020 — NOBODY COULD GATHER. SO FOUR DAYS AFTER HE DIED, THE MAYOR OF STAUNTON WALKED TO THE STATLER BROTHERS MONUMENT AND LAID A WREATH. HIS WIFE OF FIFTY-NINE YEARS STOOD AND WATCHED. The Statler Brothers were the most awarded act in the history of country music. Country Music Hall of Fame. Gospel Music Hall of Fame. Harold sang bass on all of it, wrote much of it, and made people laugh between every song of it. He never left Staunton. Not once. Fame came and he stayed exactly where he started — same town, same church, same wife. Jimmy Fortune posted that night: “Our hearts are broken. I’ll miss you, brother, till I see you again.” The band’s own statement said he had taken a piece of their hearts with him. Kyle Young of the Hall of Fame said his stirring bass was the underpinning of dozens of classics. But nobody said it better than his own family, in the last line of his obituary. They wrote that when Harold met his Lord and Savior, they knew exactly what he said: “We ain’t even started yet!” Eighty years old, a lifetime of music behind him, and the man still had one more punchline.
Harold Reid, Staunton, and the Quiet Goodbye That Felt Like a Song There was no public funeral. In April 2020,…