The Final Phone Call Between Chuck Negron And Cory Wells

April 1, 2025

Chuck Negron stared at his phone, the vibrations shaking him slightly as he contemplated pressing the call button. It was an early evening in November 2021, and the sunset painted the sky in hues of orange and pink. He could feel a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through him, knowing this call was special. On the other end was his longtime friend and bandmate, Cory Wells, who had been battling health issues for some time. Even though they hadn’t spoken in a while, music had always been the bridge that connected them.

As Chuck finally pressed the button and heard the ringing, his heart raced. Memories flooded his mind like an old movie reel—their days as part of the legendary band Three Dog Night, known for mega-hits like “Joy to the World” and “One.” They had conquered stages worldwide, their voices blending in harmony, bringing joy to countless fans. Chuck could still picture the thousands of faces illuminated by stage lights, swaying to the music they created together. But now, with Cory’s health declining, the vibrant echoes of their youth felt distant yet deeply cherished.

“Hey, Chuck,” Cory’s voice came through weak but still recognizable. It had the same warmth that had drawn Chuck to him all those years ago. Despite the challenges Cory faced, there was a spark in his tone that ignited hope. They talked about everything—their families, the fans, and their love for music. Chuck recalled the fun they had on the road, sharing stories of pranks and laughter amidst the grueling tour schedules. Cory laughed at a particularly funny tale about a mix-up with some hot sauce that had left them both in stitches. In that moment, it felt like no time had passed at all; they were just two friends reconnecting.

As the conversation drifted, it turned serious. Cory shared his struggles, his voice heavy with the weight of his condition. “You know, Chuck, music has always been my lifeblood,” he confessed, his words full of resilience. “Even now, when things are tough, I find solace in our songs. They make me feel alive.” Chuck’s heart swelled with admiration for his friend’s strength. He understood that music was more than just notes and lyrics; it was a healing force that transcended pain and hardship. Chuck promised Cory that their legacy would live on, that they would always be the voices of a generation.

As their call came to a close, Chuck felt a bittersweet sense of urgency. He wanted Cory to know how much he meant to him, not just as a bandmate but as a brother. “Let’s keep making music, Cory,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “Even if it’s just in our hearts, we’ll always have that.” Cory chuckled softly, a sound that brought back a flood of memories. “You know it, brother. We’re forever Three Dog Night.”

The call ended, but Chuck felt a renewed sense of purpose. He knew that this final conversation with Cory was not a goodbye but rather a celebration of their enduring bond. Inspired by their shared history, Chuck picked up his guitar, pouring his heart into a new song, one that he would dedicate to Cory. It was a reminder that music could unite, heal, and transcend even the toughest of battles. He was determined to honor their legacy, knowing that Cory’s spirit would always be a part of every note he played.