Alan Jackson has always been one of the most respected and beloved voices in country music. His songs—“Livin’ on Love,” “Remember When,” “Chattahoochee,” and “Drive (For Daddy Gene)”—are not only classics, they are stories that mirror the lives of millions of fans. But today, at 66, came the kind of news that has left hearts heavy across the world. His daughter has finally confirmed the rumor that so many fans had long suspected.
With tears in her eyes, she admitted what had been quietly whispered for months: Alan Jackson’s health has been declining more than the family first revealed. His battle with Charcot-Marie-Tooth disease, a degenerative neurological condition, has made everyday life increasingly difficult. “Daddy is not the same as he once was,” she said softly. “But he is still strong in his heart, and his love for family, faith, and music has never faded. We are walking through this chapter together.”
Salt Lake City, you went way down yonder this weekend at the Delta Center!
When Alan Jackson stepped onto the stage, the roar of the crowd shook the walls, proving that even after decades at the top, his music still carries the same fire, joy, and soul that first made him a legend. Fans of all ages—grandparents, parents, and children alike—came together under one roof to celebrate the songs that have defined country music for more than thirty years.
From the opening notes of “Gone Country” to the nostalgic singalong of “Remember When,” the Delta Center was alive with memories and melodies. But the night truly came to a peak when the unmistakable chords of “Chattahoochee” filled the air. The crowd erupted, dancing, laughing, and shouting every word back to the man in the white hat who has given them a lifetime of songs.
“Salt Lake City, you’ve still got it!” Alan called out, tipping his hat as fans cheered so loudly it drowned out the band for a moment.
It wasn’t just a concert—it was a gathering of stories, a reminder of summers gone by, love still burning strong, and the kind of music that never ages. For Salt Lake City, this weekend wasn’t about nostalgia alone. It was proof that Alan Jackson’s songs are as alive today as they were the first time they played on the radio.
And as the final encore faded, the crowd’s energy lingered, echoing through the Delta Center long after the stage lights dimmed.
Yes, Salt Lake City—you went way down yonder. And Alan Jackson will never forget it.