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After 29 years as friendly acquaintances, Reba McEntire and Rex Linn met for a simple dinner in late January 2020 that quietly changed both of their lives. The two first crossed paths in 1991 while filming the Western television movie The Gambler Returns: The Luck of the Draw with Kenny Rogers. Over the next three decades, they held onto their shared Oklahoma roots and stayed casual friends, trading occasional texts or brief greetings at events while McEntire went through two marriages and Linn remained a bachelor. Early in 2020, McEntire filmed a guest role as June on the sitcom Young Sheldon, where Linn played Principal Petersen. Knowing their schedules overlapped, Linn texted to invite her to dinner, bringing them back to the same table in late January when both were single and in their sixties. Wine and conversation about family and home stretched on for hours with the easy familiarity of two people who had known each other since their thirties. Unwilling to end the evening when they left the restaurant, they walked through the night streets to a small tavern to keep talking. Before saying goodnight, they leaned together in their winter clothes for a table selfie that McEntire posted online. That quiet reunion came just weeks before two crises hit McEntire at once. Her 93-year-old mother, Jacqueline McEntire, was diagnosed with terminal cancer and passed away on March 14, 2020, right as pandemic lockdowns isolated the singer in Oklahoma. Because that January dinner had reconnected them just in time, Linn stepped in with daily phone calls that carried her through quarantine and grief, turning nearly three decades of friendship into a lasting romance. In that restaurant selfie, two old friends thought they were only catching up, yet they had already found the shelter she would need for the storm ahead.

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When Rex Linn showed up on the location set of *The Gambler Returns: The Luck of the Draw* in 1991, he was a thirty-four-year-old newcomer recently arrived in Los Angeles from Oklahoma City, and Reba McEntire treated him like someone from back home.

While Kenny Rogers headlined the NBC television movie, McEntire co-starred as Burgundy Jones and shared frontier scenes with a massive ensemble cast before Linn filmed his brief appearance as an outlaw named Henry cleanly enough to earn her respect.

Born in Spearman in the Texas Panhandle and raised in Oklahoma from the time he was a teenager, Linn had spent his twenties working as a vice president at Lakeshore Bank and later testing oil wells in western Oklahoma before gambling on a move to California in 1989. McEntire, raised on a cattle ranch in Chockie, Oklahoma, immediately recognized his accent, his manners, and the shared geography of their upbringing.

Over the next twenty-nine years, their careers moved on separate tracks while they stayed in friendly contact. Whenever Linn returned to Nashville for charity golf tournaments, industry gatherings, or awards shows, he made a point of saying hello, and the two occasionally crossed paths in Los Angeles as Linn built a long screen career on *JAG*, *CSI: Miami*, and *Better Call Saul*.

Neither of them looked for anything romantic during those decades. McEntire was married to her manager Narvel Blackstock from 1989 until their separation and 2015 divorce, followed by a two-year relationship with Wyoming wildlife photographer Anthony “Skeeter” Lasuzzo that ended in the fall of 2019. Linn had called off an engagement decades earlier and settled into life in Sherman Oaks as a dedicated bachelor well into his sixties.

Their routine of occasional text messages shifted in January 2020 when McEntire flew to Los Angeles to film her first episode as hair salon owner and youth baseball coach June Ballard on the CBS comedy *Young Sheldon*. Because Linn played Medford High School Principal Tom Petersen on the series, he knew she was coming to the studio lot and texted her to set up a dinner while she was in town.

Late that month, they met at an upscale restaurant in Los Angeles alongside McEntire’s longtime makeup artist, Brett Freedman. Sitting around the table in their sixties and both newly single, they spent hours talking through family updates, Oklahoma memories, and thirty years of shared acquaintances.

When the restaurant wrapped up service, neither McEntire nor Linn wanted to head back to their separate rooms, so the group walked down the street to a small neighborhood wine bar to keep the conversation going. Before calling it a night, McEntire and Linn leaned in together in their winter coats for a close-up selfie at the table, which she posted to social media the next day as a photo of two old friends catching up.

Weeks after that evening in California, McEntire rushed back to Oklahoma when her ninety-three-year-old mother, Jacqueline McEntire, suffered a stroke and received a diagnosis of terminal bladder cancer. Jacqueline passed away on March 14, 2020, just as national pandemic shutdowns halted air travel and forced the family to postpone a funeral, leaving McEntire quarantined with her sister Alice on the ranch in Chockie.

Hearing the news back in California, Linn began calling McEntire every morning to check on her and her family. Those daily check-ins soon settled into a twice-a-day FaceTime schedule they named Coffee Camp in the morning and Virtual Tavern in the evening, giving them three months of uninterrupted conversation before travel restrictions eased enough for them to reunite in Nashville in June 2020.

Over the five years that followed, the two old acquaintances from that 1991 Western set built a home together, co-starred as a married couple on ABC’s *Big Sky*, launched the NBC sitcom *Happy’s Place* in 2024, and quietly got engaged on Christmas Eve 2024 before confirming the news at the Emmy Awards in September 2025.

Had Linn not sent that text message in January 2020 after twenty-nine years of staying in touch, McEntire would have entered the hardest spring of her life on that Oklahoma ranch without the voice on the other end of the phone.

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A bout of bronchitis kept Reba McEntire in a San Diego hotel room on March 15, 1991, sparing her life hours before her band’s plane went down. Following a private performance for IBM executives, a doctor advised Reba not to fly overnight in a small jet with an unpressurized cabin. She stayed behind near Brown Field Municipal Airport with her husband and manager, Narvel Blackstock, while two chartered planes took off ahead for Fort Wayne, Indiana. At 1:45 a.m. on March 16, the first aircraft clipped the side of Otay Mountain in thick fog. All ten people aboard died in the crash, including seven members of Reba’s band, tour manager Jim Hammon, and both pilots. When the pilot of the second plane called the hotel past 2:00 a.m. with the news, Narvel went alone with family friend Roger Woolsey to identify their friends so his wife would not have to face the scene. He returned before dawn, knelt by the bed, and held Reba’s hands to tell her no one had survived. Only nine days later, encouraged by Vince Gill and the victims’ families, she walked onto the stage at the 63rd Academy Awards in a plain black velvet dress to sing her nominated song from Postcards from the Edge. For months afterward, she still turned toward her right on stage out of habit, looking for backing vocalist Paula Kaye Evans before remembering she was gone. That autumn, she poured the grief into her album For My Broken Heart, which sold over four million copies, while she and Narvel covered funeral costs and supported the eight families left behind. Though their twenty-six-year marriage ended in 2015, that night in San Diego bound them together for over two decades, and Reba still honors every name each March 16.