Trace Adkins Reflects on Toby Keith’s Patriotic Legacy, Delivering an Emotional Rendition of ‘American Soldier’

Adkins said, quoting Keith, “Never apologize for being patriotic,” from the platform.

On July 29, 2024, in Nashville, Tennessee, Trace Adkins takes the stage at Bridgestone Arena. Image courtesy of Tibrina Hobson/Getty Images for Universal Music Group

In the two-hour NBC program Toby Keith: American Icon, Trace Adkins paid a moving homage to Toby Keith, recalling their many years of traveling together and the significant influence Keith had via his patriotism.

Adkins was one of the few artists that really know Toby Keith and the man behind the scenes, having been friends with Keith for many years and going on tours with. Adkins paused to remember the poignant message that Keith conveyed at the conclusion of each of his live performances before giving an incredibly emotional and beautiful rendition of “American Solider” in honor of Keith and his dedication to the military.

Trace Adkins performs onstage at Bridgestone Arena on July 29, 2024 in Nashville, Tennessee; Photo by: Tibrina Hobson/Getty Images for Universal Music Group
On July 29, 2024, in Nashville, Tennessee, Trace Adkins takes the stage at Bridgestone Arena. Tibrina Hobson/Getty Images for Universal Music Group took this picture.

“I’ve known Toby for a very long time, and we did a lot of gigs together while on multiple tours together. I seem to recall that at the end of each performance he gave, he would always say, “Never apologize for being patriotic.” Every night, he said that, Adkins noted. And since, my God, he really did believe that, I realized while he was saying it that it was both a challenge to the rest of us and a window into Toby Keith’s personality.

Keith lived what he preached, and Adkins praised him for it. Keith had undertaken 11 USO Tours, performing in front of 256,000 soldiers and military families in 18 nations at over 285 engagements.

“He had a deep-rooted love and respect for the men and women who have served this country.” It was real, authentic, and meaningful. With a rich, baritone voice, he remarked, “I always respected him so much for that.” “Toby is someone I could talk about all night, but for now I’ll just say that I’m glad I got to know him and call him a friend. We miss you, Toby. Thank you.

Trace Adkins performed “American Solider” in a terrifying manner a short while later. On the screen behind him, pictures of Toby Keith and his numerous USO Tours displayed during his performance. Toby Keith: American Icon gave a truly remarkable performance, and it was undoubtedly an emotional time.

Trace Adkins performs onstage at Bridgestone Arena on July 29, 2024 in Nashville, Tennessee; Photo by Jason Kempin/Getty Images for Universal Music Group
On July 29, 2024, in Nashville, Tennessee, Trace Adkins takes the stage at Bridgestone Arena. Image courtesy of Jason Kempin/Getty Images for Universal Music Group

Written by Keith and Chuck Cannon, “American Solider” was published in November 2003. It can be found on the album Hi Shock’n Y’all and has an RIAA Platinum certification.

Among the many famous country musicians that gave their all to pay tribute to the late Toby Keith was Trace Adkins. Priscilla Block, Luke Bryan, Eric Church, Jordan Davis, Scotty Emerick, Brett Favre, Brantley Gilbert, Riley Green, HARDY, Tyler Hubbard, Jamey Johnson, Krystal Keith, Ella Langley, Mac McAnally, Ashley McBryde, Parker McCollum, Leanne Morgan, Darius Rucker, Carrie Underwood, Clay Walker, and Lainey Wilson were among the performers and special guests on the two-hour special.

Trace Adkins performs onstage at Bridgestone Arena on July 29, 2024 in Nashville, Tennessee; Photo by Jason Kempin/Getty Images for Universal Music Group
On July 29, 2024, in Nashville, Tennessee, Trace Adkins takes the stage at Bridgestone Arena. Image courtesy of Jason Kempin/Getty Images for Universal Music Group

The special featured a variety of musical performances that showcased Keith’s amazing songwriting and music, but it also emphasized his kindness and generosity by supporting The Toby Keith Foundation’s OK Kids Korral and Monroe Carell Jr. Children’s Hospital at Vanderbilt. Families from both groups seemed to tell the stories of how they were helped and supported when things were really hard.

NBC broadcast Toby Keith: American Icon on Wednesday, August 28 at 9 p.m. ET/PT. The next day, Peacock will offer the episode for streaming.

On February 5, 2024, the legendary country music performer Toby Keith departed from this life due to stomach cancer. He had an astounding 32 No. 1 hits over his career and sold an astounding 40 million albums.

All artists perform onstage at Bridgestone Arena on July 29, 2024 in Nashville, Tennessee; Photo by: Tibrina Hobson/Getty Images for Universal Music Group
On July 29, 2024, in Nashville, Tennessee, all musicians take the stage at Bridgestone Arena; image courtesy of Tibrina Hobson/Getty Images for Universal Music Group

Given that he has achieved a chart-topping hit for 20 years running, including “How Do You Like Me Now?!,” “Courtesy of the Red, White, & Blue (The Angry American),” “I Love This Bar,” “Beer For My Horses,” and “As Good As I Once Was,” it should come as no surprise that he is considered one of country music’s biggest hitmakers.

In addition to being inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame (after being admitted into the all-genre Songwriters Hall of Fame in 2015), he has been awarded the National Medal of Arts and the prestigious Merle Haggard Spirit Award by the Academy of Country Music.

Toby Keith: American Icon

The Oklahoma native won three BMI Country Songwriter of the Year awards over his career in addition to the BMI Icon Award. In 2006, his popular song “As Good As I Once Was” won BMI’s Country Song of the Year.

To date, Toby Keith’s music has received 100 million terrestrial radio spins and over 10 billion streaming.

My Husband Brought Home an Unknown Girl Instead of Our Son from Kindergarten – I Was Shocked When I Found Out Why

“We don’t have a son anymore.” When Emily’s husband returns from school pickup with a stranger’s child instead of their son, her world implodes. His chilling explanation only deepens her worry and leaves her wondering if her husband has gone too far.

A headache had been pounding behind my eyes all afternoon, each throb making the world pulse like a bad dream. When Michael offered to pick up Ethan from kindergarten, I could’ve cried from relief.

A woman with a headache | Source: Midjourney

A woman with a headache | Source: Midjourney

Between the budget reports at work and the constant worry about my mom’s declining health, my brain felt ready to explode.

“You’re sure?” I asked, already sinking into the couch cushions. “I know you have that conference call with Singapore…”

“I’ll reschedule.” He grabbed his keys, the metal jangling too loud in my sensitive ears. “The market analysis can wait. Get some rest, Em. You look like death warmed over.”

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A man standing in his living room | Source: Midjourney

“Always the charmer,” I muttered.

Michael tended to make snap decisions, which bugged me occasionally, but at least today it worked in my favor.

I must’ve dozed off because the next thing I knew, the front door was creaking open. Something felt wrong. The usual thunder of Ethan’s footsteps was missing, replaced by an eerie silence that made my skin crawl.

There was no excited chatter about playground adventures, no backpack hitting the floor with a thud, and no demands for after-school snacks.

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A concerned woman | Source: Midjourney

I pushed myself up, squinting against the afternoon light. Michael stood in the doorway, but instead of our son’s Spider-Man backpack and mess of brown curls, I saw a tiny girl with braids, wearing clothes that looked a size too small.

Her brown eyes darted around our living room like a trapped animal, taking in the framed family photos and Ethan’s scattered Legos.

“Where’s Ethan?” My voice came out scratchy and uncertain. The pounding in my head intensified like a drum beating out a warning I couldn’t quite understand.

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A confused woman | Source: Midjourney

Michael’s face was blank, eerily calm. “We don’t have a son anymore.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. “What?” I stumbled to my feet, headache forgotten. “What are you talking about? Where is our son?”

He set the little girl down on the couch, his movements deliberate and controlled. “This is Mia. She’ll be staying with us for a while.”

“Michael.” I grabbed his arm, forcing him to look at me.

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A stern man | Source: Midjourney

My fingers dug into his sleeve hard enough to leave marks. “Tell me where our son is right now.”

“He’s safe,” Michael said, his voice cold in a way I’d never heard before. “He’s with Mia’s family. And he’s staying there until he learns some valuable lessons about kindness and gratitude.”

“What did you do?” The room spun around me, and I had to grip the back of the couch to stay upright. “You can’t just… that’s kidnapping! Have you lost your mind?”

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A woman leaning on a sofa | Source: Midjourney

“It’s not kidnapping. I spoke with Mia’s mother. We agreed this would be good for both children.” He loosened his tie, a gesture that usually meant he was settling in at home. The normalcy of it made me want to scream.

“Good for—” I broke off, staring at the little girl who sat perfectly still, her hands folded in her lap. She looked like she was trying to disappear into the cushions. “Michael, this is insane. What did Ethan do that was so terrible?”

His jaw tightened. “He’s been bullying Mia. He made fun of Mia’s cardboard dollhouse and called it trash. And he told everyone her family must be too poor to buy real toys.”

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An emotional man | Source: Midjourney

He ran a hand through his hair, messing up his usually perfect parting. “But it’s more than that. Lately, he throws fits when he doesn’t get exactly what he wants. He broke his new tablet last week because the game wouldn’t load fast enough.”

Michael looked me dead in the eye then and said, “Our son has become entitled, Emily. Spoiled. He needs to learn what it’s like on the other side.”

I sank onto the couch, my mind racing.

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A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney

Yes, Ethan could be selfish sometimes — what five-year-old wasn’t? We’d been working on it, trying to teach him about sharing and gratitude. But this…

“There had to be better ways to handle this,” I muttered. “Timeout, taking away privileges—”

“Those don’t work anymore.” Michael’s voice softened slightly. “Em, he needs to understand. Really understand. Words aren’t enough. Sometimes you have to feel something to learn from it.”

I looked at Mia again.

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A girl sitting on a sofa | Source: Midjourney

She was thin, with careful eyes that seemed too old for her face. When she caught me watching, she gave me a tiny, hesitant smile that broke my heart.

“Hi, Mia,” I said gently. “Are you hungry?”

She nodded, and something in my chest twisted. I knew Michael was wrong about this, but I also knew that look. It was the look of a child who wasn’t used to being asked what they needed.

“Let’s get you something to eat,” I said, standing up.

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A tense woman forcing a smile | Source: Midjourney

Once I’d settled Mia in the kitchen with a plate of chicken nuggets and fries, I pulled Michael aside for a serious adult conversation.

“I still can’t believe you did this without consulting me,” I said in a low voice. “It was impulsive and wrong. That little girl is so confused, and I bet Ethan is, too. And I’ll only agree to this experiment if we go over to Mia’s house today and explain everything properly to Ethan.”

Michael nodded. “You’re right, it was impulsive, but this will teach Ethan gratitude and humility in a way we never could. You’ll see.”

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A serious man | Source: Midjourney

The drive to Mia’s house felt surreal. We passed from our neighborhood of manicured lawns and SUVs into a part of town where apartment buildings with broken windows loomed over littered sidewalks.

A group of men huddled around a burning trash can, and I found myself checking that the car doors were locked.

Mia’s house was small, with peeling paint and a chain-link fence. The yard was neat though, with carefully tended flowers growing in old coffee cans.

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A small house | Source: Midjourney

Inside, I found my son sitting on a worn couch, his eyes red from crying. When he saw me, he launched himself into my arms with such force that we nearly fell.

“Baby,” I whispered, holding him tight. “I need you to listen to me, okay?”

I pulled back to look in his eyes, those familiar hazel eyes that usually sparkled with mischief. “What you did to Mia wasn’t kind and I know you could do better. Your dad and I love you so, so much that we want to help you be better, okay? This… this swap is to help you understand why kindness matters.”

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A woman hugging her son | Source: Midjourney

He nodded, lower lip trembling. “I’m sorry, Mommy. Can I come home now?”

My heart cracked. “Not yet, sweetheart. But soon.”

Over the next few days, something shifted. Ethan helped Mia’s mom with dishes and laundry, learning how much work goes into keeping a home running when you can’t afford a cleaning service.

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A boy helping to fold laundry | Source: Midjourney

He played with Mia’s siblings, sharing the few toys they had. He watched Mia’s mom count out food stamps at the grocery store and saw how she stretched every dollar until it screamed.

Meanwhile, Mia bloomed in our house like a flower finally getting sun. She drew pictures, played with Ethan’s games, and slowly began to trust that there would always be enough food at dinner.

The first time I made pancakes for breakfast, her eyes went wide with wonder.

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Pancakes | Source: Pexels

“We can have breakfast food in the morning?” she asked, and I had to leave the room so she wouldn’t see me cry.

When the swap ended, both children were changed. Ethan hugged Mia and then presented her with his favorite action figure.

“Maybe I can come play sometimes? Mom said we could have playdates.”

Mia’s whole face lit up. “Really? You’d want to?”

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Two children smiling | Source: Midjourney

That night, Michael and I sat on the porch swing. The evening air was thick with the scent of jasmine from our neighbor’s garden.

“It was still wrong,” I said quietly. “But I understand why you did it.”

He took my hand, his grip tight. “I was terrified the whole time. I was afraid I’d ruined everything, that you’d never forgive me… that something terrible would happen to him…”

I squeezed his hand back, watching the stars come out. Sometimes love meant making impossible choices.

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A couple holding hands | Source: Pexels

Sometimes it meant learning to forgive — others and ourselves. “We need to talk about your tendency to make unilateral decisions about our son.”

“I know.” He sighed. “I just… I couldn’t bear the thought of him growing up to be one of those people who never see beyond their privilege, who think the world owes them everything. Like I was before I met you.”

I leaned my head against Michael’s shoulder, listening to the crickets sing.

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A couple on their porch | Source: Midjourney

Tomorrow we’d deal with the aftermath, but tonight, in this moment, I could feel something healing — not just in our child, but in all of us.

Here’s another story: When Madison reveals her newborn’s name, her mother turns pale and leaves abruptly. Days later, her father shows up, desperate for her to change it. As tensions rise, Madison discovers her son’s name is linked to a devastating secret from her parents’ past, one that could destroy her family.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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