I'm looking for anyone who has info on "Good Timing Charlie Taylor."

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I'm looking for anyone who has info on "Good Timing Charlie Taylor." He lived in Dallas in the 1950's

His full name might have been Charles William Taylor, he was on the road some with Hank Williams, and I believe he had two children born before 1956. This man was my father's biological father. I have never met him, but would like to meet any family that I have. Any help at all would be appreciated.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: That is a common name. Do you have a "guesstiment" on his age? 70's?? 80's?? Do you have any pictures of your grandfather that would help identify him? Any clues at all what his kid's names were? Was he a musician or just road crew?

I'll do some digging and see what I come up with....

Cholly(a tribute to Charlie Taylor)

I am not now nor have I ever been a real dyed in the wool country music fan but I do appreciate and recognize talent when I hear it; Hank Williams, George Jones, Buck Owens, Dwight Yokum and like that, you know. I was invited to hook up with this magazine on the premise that we would provide an outlet etc. for little known musicians of all genres (Eric, I said ALL genres; metal is just one dish not a whole blessed meal).
OK, so, there was one enormously talented country singer that you will never hear unless you dig up a copy of the one 45 rpm vinyl record he made back in the late 60s with Kenny and the Klovers (well, you could come over to my house and listen to a couple of cheaply recorded cassettes made late in his life when emphysema and cheap whiskey had eroded most of his rich tone control). I Looked Around b/w You Must Be a Dream Come True were both his own compositions. Hell, I can't even tell you what label it was on but, trust me, it's obscure. The artist: my father; Charlie Taylor. Charlie was an amazing singer. He could've stood with the giants, Grand Ole Opry material. I have seen him woo and romance a crowd in a way that few can do. He mesmerized them with his voice and charmed 'em with his wit. He was just basically a good ole down home country boy who came to life under the hot lights - the spotlight turned him on and he switched on the crowd. He exuded a kind of risqu㩠sensuality and was confident enough to play the fool. As a man he had many faults and limitations but as an entertainer he was without peer.
When I was young he used to drag me around to gigs and I'd be embarrassed by him showing off my boy but now I hold these memories precious and can now see the pride with which he displayed my sister and me.
Back in 1946 my dad was a member of a group, along with Bob Boyd, Darryl Leggett and Dave Paremore, called the Trailblazers. They played live on the radio at WRRF 930AM in Washington, NC on a show that was hosted by Uncle Rufus and by all accounts were very very good. At some point in time, the story is very sketchy, my dad was invited to come to Nashville but, because my mother was immanently pregnant with me, he did not go. Strangely I have always felt a little responsible for him missing out on his dream. A second chance never came but when he flashed his gold tooth and crooned sweetly with that mischevious glint in his eye he was in heaven and it was audience meltdown time. Dad, I miss you.

This article also had 2 pictures with it. I was going to e-mail those to you, but you don't execpt e-mail.........?