Through broken glass, twisted metal, sparks flying and the smell of gas, JD went to open the door, but it was jammed, and he was injured. JD yelled for his friend to turn the wheel before they went off into a ravine, he grabbed for the wheel, but it was too late, the truck slammed into a tree head on at 60 mph. The truck accelerated rapidly and started to veer off the road. He was traveling with his childhood best friend down a country road near Warsaw, MO by his family's lake cabin, when his best friend was shot while driving the truck, they were in. It was summer and just before the 4th of July. After graduating, he attended the Aeronautical school for Aviation completing 2 years of training. JD dreamed of becoming a professional songwriter making a living in music and getting to perform on The Grand Ole Opry stage. He started writing songs in high school and when he was 18, wrote his very first song with the help of his uncle. There was no doubt music was part of his DNA. It all began in Missouri where he was born and raised, the youngest of 3 brothers. And clearly God was with him every step of the way. You could call him the man, the myth, the legend. To say his life and music is anything but a miracle is a vast understatement. JD Walker’s path into music was one that most never overcome.
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