The Three of Us: Growing Up with Tammy and George [NOOK Book]

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The marriage of George Jones and Tammy Wynette was hailed as a union made in honky-tonk heaven. And when little Tamala Georgette Jones was born in 1970, she was considered country music’s heir apparent.

For the first four years of her life, Georgette had two adoring parents who showed her off at every opportunity, and between her parents, grandparents, older sisters, and ...
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The marriage of George Jones and Tammy Wynette was hailed as a union made in honky-tonk heaven. And when little Tamala Georgette Jones was born in 1970, she was considered country music’s heir apparent.

For the first four years of her life, Georgette had two adoring parents who showed her off at every opportunity, and between her parents, grandparents, older sisters, and cheering fans, Georgette’s feet seldom hit the ground.

But as in every fairy tale, dark forces were just around the corner. Her parents fought, and George drank. George and Tammy divorced when Georgette was four, and it would be years before she understood just what that meant.

The Three of Us is an honest and heartfelt look into the life of a broken family living in the glare of the public spotlight. Like so many of her generation, Georgette had to make sense of loving two parents who couldn’t love each other. With never-before-told stories about George and Tammy, it recounts Tammy’s descent into prescription pill addiction, her dependence on her fifth husband, George Richey, and her untimely death at the age of fifty-five. Georgette opens up about her broken relationship with her father and what it took for them to come back together. Lastly, Georgette discusses the ups and downs of her adult life: failed marriages, illness, an arrest, and now, an unexpected but thrilling career as a musician.

The Three of Us is a story of both extreme privilege and great trials, of larger-than-life people with larger-than-life problems. Rich in country music history, it contains twists and turns, highs and lows, but in the end, it stands as an intensely moving tale of love, loss, heartbreak, and what it means to be a family.
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The six-year marriage (1969-1975) between legendary singer/songwriters George Jones (b. 1931) and Tammy Wynette (1942-1998) might have been made in country music heaven, but on earth, it often seemed like hell. The match, though punctuated by Jones' chronic alcohol and drug problems and Wynette's medical crises, did produce at least one happy outcome: Georgette Jones, the author of this book. The Three of Us recounts what it feels like to grow up in a world of constantly touring, frequently battling superstars and describes her reconciliation with her father. Material enough for a hundred songwriters.

Publishers Weekly
Georgette Jones was born of country western royalty as the only child of Tammy Wynette and George Jones, and her life reads like a song classic full of heartache, disappointment, tragedy, and redemption. Jones records her parents' backstory of hard times and past marriages as the Nashville superstars love story became a fan's fantasy. They created a family, great music, and even a theme park, but constant touring, George Jones's drinking, and Wynette's impatience proved that "We're Gonna Hold On" was just a duet. Jones watches as her father disappears into drink and drugs, and Tammy's life echoes her hits "D-I-V-O-R-C-E" and "Stand by Your Man" as new husbands cause bitter feuds, and her substance abuse contributes to her death. Jones has a keen eye for the music industry and gives us an inside look at the machinations of the country music world. She reflects on her own life of wrong turns searching for true love and her need for a home life, developing her individuality, and following in the family footsteps as a singer. (June)
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"The Three of Us relates the inner struggle of country music princess Georgette Jones, who examines the contrasting childhoods of her larger-than-life superstar parents—George Jones and Tammy Wynette—to find meaning and make her own way in life. She tells of the fission in her nuclear family and its subsequent fallout as well as of her relationships with her step-parents—two sinners and one saint. This memoir is a must-read for any child of D-I-V-O-R-C-E." — Eileen Sisk, author of Buck Owens: The Biography

"Without artifice or attitude, the only child of country music’s royal couple…tells the heartrending story of her quest to gain her parents’ love and approval. One’s impulse throughout is to lay the book aside, reach out and hug her." —Edward Morris, former country music editor for Billboard

“I was totally absorbed by The Three of Us. Georgette Jones was born into the unreal world of country music royalty and automatically expected to be the heir apparent. Like everyone else on this earth, no one in her family is, or was, perfect. There were ups and there were downs….Georgette writes of both.” —Jan Howard, Grand Ole Opry star

"Reads like a song classic full of heartache, disappointment, tragedy, and redemption” —Publishers Weekly

"The Tammy Wynette that I knew was the most loyal, strong friend anyone could ever have. Her daughter Georgette reminds us that Tammy was that, and much, much more. And it is great to have someone write honestly about the George Jones that isn't a wild country outlaw! He may have drank to hide it, but he is actually shy!" —Tanya Tucker

Library Journal
Growing up as the only child of George Jones and Tammy Wynette, Georgette Jones mingled with country music royalty even as she witnessed her mother's physical and spiritual deterioration and endured her father's lack of warmth and love. Tammy (Stand by Your Man, 1979) and George (I Lived To Tell It All, 1996) have told their own stories, and Georgette Jones's sister, Jackie Daly, wrote Tammy Wynette: A Daughter Recalls Her Mother's Tragic Life and Death in 2000; this memoir provides little new insight. As is typical of family memoirs, events pile up, and Jones reflects little on them. If there is more of Tammy than George in this often superficial book, it is only because Jones struggles mightily to understand the way her mother tried—and often failed—to achieve balance between her personal life and her very public music career. Jones learns from her mother's death that it's never too late to change, and she is now building a good relationship with her father. VERDICT In spite of its unreflective and cursory style, Jones's book will most certainly appeal to fans of Tammy and George as well as to her own listeners. [Four-city tour; see Prepub Alert, 11/22/10.]—Henry L. Carrigan Jr., Evanston, IL
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781439198599
  • Publisher: Atria Books
  • Publication date: 7/5/2011
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 249,255
  • File size: 4 MB

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ONE

WHEN MY MOM MARRIED MY dad, she was marrying her hero. I’d like to say that right up front, because one speculation I’ve run across from time to time is that Tammy Wynette wanted to marry George Jones in order to further her career.

Mom’s career was doing just fine when she married Dad. She was without a doubt one of the hottest new artists to hit Nashville in a while, with four #1 records and a string of awards and nominations. That’s not to say that Mom didn’t have insecurities about performing from the very beginning. She even questioned the vocal on her signature record “Stand by Your Man.” She did see Dad as the consummate vocal talent. But her career was going strong and in the hands of a man she trusted unreservedly, her producer, Billy Sherrill.

It was her personal life that was shaky, not her career.

Dad was a musical hero to Mom, but it was much more than that. Mom believed she had finally found her Prince Charming. She desperately wanted a champion. Sure, she knew he had a few rough edges when he drank, but like a lot of women have thought about men they loved, she believed she could change him.

She never could change him, but she loved Dad, even as she was leaving him.

Everyone is a product of time and environment, and none more so than Mom. She came along in the rural South just before women started seriously questioning their “place” in the world. She was raised by her grandfather and her stepfather, two good, kind men who respected their wives and loved their families deeply. They were men who would work hard to make sure their wives had what they wanted. Neither of these men had serious torments that complicated family life. My dad was the one who could have told her about having a father with demons to pass along.

Mom was born to Mildred and Hollice Pugh on May 5, 1942, on a six-hundred-acre farm in Itawamba County, Mississippi, just across the state line from Red Bay, Alabama. She called both states home. My grandfather Pugh knew he was dying by the time that Mom, his only child, was born. The brain tumor that was killing him was probably going to blind him first, and he told people he prayed that he would see long enough to have a look at that baby Mildred was carrying. It was an answered prayer. He didn’t pass until Mom was nine months old and he had seen his daughter.

Hollice Pugh’s death while Mom was just a baby probably had more of an effect on her than she ever knew. But she was lucky in that she had a big extended family and strong father figures to step into her world. Champions.

Mom’s mother, Mildred, my beloved MeeMaw, told her that having a child made Hollice’s last months of life bearable—holding his baby, sitting at the piano and placing her hands on the keys, talking about his dreams that she would be a musician. He was a multi-instrumentalist, playing guitar, bass, mandolin, accordion, and piano. Mom listened to MeeMaw talk about Hollice’s hopes, and they spurred her to learn both guitar and piano. In a way, it’s sad that when she made it in music, she put aside the guitar and piano she’d learned. But the truth is, her ability to pick up a guitar and accompany herself helped immensely when she was looking for a recording contract.

The farm where Mom was born was owned by MeeMaw’s parents, Chester and Flora Russell. For country people, Chester and Flora were successful and prominent in the county. Still, the Russell household didn’t have electricity or a telephone when Mom was little. And whether they are successful or not, farm families usually work in the fields. Mom was no exception as she grew up.

The economic difference between Mom’s childhood and Dad’s was enormous. Mom did have to do chores on the farm, but it was the family farm. There was stability and safety surrounding her. Dad had to quit school at a young age to help out his family. No stability and no safety, just poverty and uncertainty.

In Mom’s life as well as mine, the grandparents often took over the parenting role. For Mom, it began when her mother took a job in Memphis to work in a wartime airplane factory. Mom was left on the farm with my great-grandparents, Chester and Flora. Even when MeeMaw returned a couple of years later, Mom always saw her grandparents as parent figures. When MeeMaw moved back from Memphis, Mom moved in with her parents. That caused a little contention from time to time, because MeeMaw was very strict, and Mom knew she could get her way with the grandparents, especially her grandfather Chester. Mom was not above playing her parents and grandparents against one another, either.

Mom dearly loved her steady, rock-solid grandfather Chester, saying, “From him I formed the images I still carry of what a father and husband should be.”

When she had her children, Mom ended up like her own mother and was the disciplinarian in the family. I can’t speak for Euple Byrd, my sisters’ father, but my dad certainly never wanted to be in that role. He couldn’t stand the idea of a child being afraid of him, as he had once been afraid of his own father.

When Mom was four years old, MeeMaw married my PeePaw, Foy Lee, and for a time, the two moved into an old, run-down house on the Russell farm. When I say “run-down” I mean run-down. Mom said that there were holes in the roof and in the floor, and they literally had to shovel snow out of it in the winter. That’s probably why Mom stayed right where she was, with her indulgent grandparents in their nice, big, warm farmhouse. Later, when MeeMaw and PeePaw (Mildred and Foy) moved to Memphis, Mom went with them. It was short-lived. She was a popular girl who missed both her friends and playing basketball with the school team.

But even though Mom stayed at the home of her grandparents Chester and Flora, she spent a lot of time with Mildred and Foy. PeePaw was a mild-mannered man. I never even heard him raise his voice. Mom said that she saw him lose his temper only one time, when she was about six or seven years old.

PeePaw’s father had been a raging alcoholic, far worse than my dad or any of the drinkers I ever knew. After PeePaw and MeeMaw were married, PeePaw continued to help his father take care of his farm, even though he had his own land to work. PeePaw would go over to his father’s place after he finished his own chores and get him caught up. It made for long hours, but PeePaw believed it was a son’s job to help his parents. He also believed that a husband and father owed his first allegiance to his wife and children. And one of the things he most loved doing was taking MeeMaw and Mom to the county fair. PeePaw, by the way, never thought of Mom as a “stepdaughter,” but as his daughter. PeePaw wasn’t trying to take Hollice Pugh’s place, but he nevertheless considered Mom his child.

He’d been planning on a Saturday at the fair for several weeks, and Mom was revved up about it. He had all the work caught up on both places, so the family set out for the fair. PeePaw decided to stop by his father’s house to let him know where they’d be, and that’s when the trouble started. PeePaw’s dad flew into a drunken rage and started shouting that he needed more help and he needed it right then. He forbade PeePaw from leaving.

Mom said that PeePaw told him very calmly that he would come back the next day, but that he was taking his family to the fair. Then PeePaw’s father became horribly insulting, not just toward PeePaw, but toward MeeMaw and Mom, too. PeePaw warned him once. When that didn’t stop him, PeePaw knocked him to the ground. Then he got back in the car and took his family to the fair.

“He never explained it or said one word about the incident,” Mom said. “I was in complete shock. But the one thing I did understand was that your PeePaw wasn’t going to allow anyone to disrespect his wife and daughter. In PeePaw’s world, you respected women.”

PeePaw also allowed MeeMaw to run the show in most instances. She was the one who was outspoken, the one who laid down the law. PeePaw just wanted to make her happy. I’ve wondered if Mom might have mistakenly thought all she had to do with my dad was to “lay down the law.” That never was a good plan when it came to George Jones. For him, laying down the law was akin to waving a red shirt in front of a bull.

The extended family shaped Mom’s circle of friends, too, because she considered her mother’s younger sister Carolyn a best friend and sister rather than an aunt. Carolyn was five years older, but the two were very close growing up. They picked cotton and did other farmwork together, played at the family sawmill, washhouse, and barn, and played cowboys and Indians.

Mom was a tomboy who loved athletics more than doll playing, and by the time she made it to high school, she was a killer at the sport she so loved—basketball. Mom was little, but what she lacked in height, she made up for in speed and accuracy. I’d guess I’d always known she’d been a basketball player at one time, but I hadn’t ever really thought about it until that day when she showed Richey’s nephews her hook shot.

Mom’s other early love was music. From the time she was a toddler, MeeMaw had talked to her about her father, Hollice, and his musical talents. Mom knew, for example, that her father had wanted her to have his guitar and to learn to play it well. She heard stories about his holding her at the piano while she was a baby. She took to music naturally, learning to play flute, accordion, guitar, piano, and organ. She had a natural talent, but I also think she wanted to become a skilled musician because it would have made her father proud.

Her feelings for Hollice Pugh took nothing away from her love of her stepfather, Foy Lee. The man I always called PeePaw was a wonderful stepfather. And Mom didn’t consider him a stepfather. In fact, the only time I ever saw her lose her temper and cuss someone out was over that very issue. This incident happened in 1988 when PeePaw was dying. Mom was at the hospital, trying to comfort MeeMaw, when a nurse made a remark about Foy “only being” her stepfather. Mom went nuts. She didn’t cuss as a rule, but this time the words flew right out of her mouth! She told that nurse in no uncertain terms that she had no !*%*#! business describing Foy Lee as “only” anything!

I would never have said anything like that anyway, but as a nurse, I learned that day just how important it is to respect people’s relationships.

The hardest thing Mom consciously faced during her early years was having Carolyn nearly die in a car accident. Carolyn had married and had been in Illinois with her husband for about a year when it happened. It was a head-on collision with a car carrying seven people on their way to a church service. All seven in that car were killed. Carolyn’s husband, Gerald, who had been driving, was badly cut. His sister and aunt in the backseat had less severe injuries. But Carolyn hit the front windshield.

She was left with massive injuries, including a horribly scarred face. Her husband was getting ready to leave for the army by the time she was released from the hospital, so Carolyn went home to Mississippi. Mom always said that this experience changed her own life and outlook. She saw how people stared at Carolyn during the time she was going through one painful plastic surgery after another, and she witnessed Carolyn’s courage and the way her heart helped her survive it all. I am sure it did make an impact on Mom, because I never knew anyone who cared less about how people looked. If someone had a disfigurement or severe physical disability, Mom saw beauty in him or her anyway. And she had better not hear someone poking fun at those people, either.

That is a character trait my parents shared. Neither of them cared about superficial aspects in others, and they both could be fiercely protective. But when you compare their childhoods, one thing stands out above all else: Mom’s was safe, and Dad’s was not.

© 2011 Georgette Jones

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  • Posted July 30, 2011

    YOU MUST READ THIS BOOK!!!

    "The Three of Us Growing Up with Tammy and George," is a must read! I read this 300 page book in three days. I couldn't put it down! Whether you love Country Music or not, your going to love this book!!! It's a beautiful story that made appreciate what truly down to earth George and Tammy are/were. They and there family/children go through the same everyday struggles that we all do in life. If you've ever have fought with members of your family, made mistakes in your life, suffered loss, or went through a rough divorce or are a child of divorce this book is for you!!! Don't walk away from reading this review saying oh know another sad book...I'm not reading it!! There is a lot of laughter and love in this book too!!! In the end of the book I even learned some friendly advice from Georgette Jones and Patsi Bale Cox. Thank you so much for writing such a wonderful book!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 22, 2014

    Must read

    If you loved Tammy, you will love this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 3, 2012

    A recommended, fast read.

    A good book to read if you're into country music artists. I found this book to be interesting and enlightening. Georgette Jones tells a lot about her parents Tammy Wynette and George Jones - things I never knew about them. It's worth reading but it's not a literary masterpiece.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2012

    Silveleaf

    I mean us result three. Sry i read cloudskys post wrong.

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    Posted January 12, 2012

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  • Posted October 14, 2011

    Tammy wynette fan

    I am fifty six years old and never cared for country music until my forties. However my mom always had tammy wynette on the turntable and from a very young age i somehow connected with her. I have chronic pain syndrome as an adult and felt much empathy for her. And i do believe with all my heart she was a wonderful mother and amazing and down to earth lady ...her death was tragic and happened way to soon. The book was not all tragedy tho. My mouth is still watering over the descriptions her daughter made to the home made dishes her mom loved to cook. A wonderful book. Rip tammy.

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  • Posted July 31, 2011

    A MUST READ for anyone who appreciates Country Music!!

    This book is for anybody who appreciates true country music. Through this book, the reader is taken "back stage" and introduced to 2 legends of Country Music -in a fashion that most people have never experienced. Georgette Jones, daughter of George Jones & Tammy Wynette, invites you into her journey of life and growing up with her parents. Most often, people only see the "lights and glitz" of being a celebrity in the music business; in this book, the reader is given the privilege of being introduced to Tammy Wynette and George Jones as "real people", not as "stars". In this book, Georgette Jones talks about her life and her parents very respectfully, but also very truthfully. There is no "smoke & mirrors" in this book; the reader is given the honest truth and introduced to the "reality" of the lives of Georgette and her legendary parents. I highly recommend this book to anybody who appreciates country music; its history and its people. For Ages 16 & up Jose Rivera San Angelo, Texas

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