It’s the reason I live in Kentucky. Well, that and my Kentucky-born wife.
After my sweltering Deep-South upbringing, I didn’t know what fall was; in Louisiana, autumn is a blink of time between the rainy, hot months, and the rainy and not-quite-as-hot months.
When I interviewed for my first job here in October 1998, it was one of those gorgeous, crisp, cool autumn days like we’ve had for most of the past week or so. I was hooked.
And here we are.