My Old Kentucky Home

Posted by on Oct 19, 2012 in blog | No Comments

I grew up in Northern Kentucky.  As a kid, whenever we went on vacation and I would tell  other kids where I was from, they would ALWAYS ask the same question: “Do you wear shoes there?”  I would get defensive, explaining that I wasn’t from “that” part of Kentucky, and try to prove it with my lack of a twang and by pointing to my shiny new L.A. Gears.  At the time I desperately wanted to be from a state without stupid stereotypes.  Oh, to be from somewhere exotic like California or New York!  I would have even happily settled for our neutral neighbor to the north, Ohio.  No one there was routinely questioned about their footwear or asked if their parents were related (usually the follow-up to the clever shoe quip).  As an adult, I have grown to embrace my state heritage, and appreciate the music, quirky characters, culture, and stunning natural beauty.  And after moving to Tennessee, I think I have come to terms with the fact that this part of the country is really now a part of me.  Cue the dueling banjos.

Obviously I was feeling a little nostalgic for my Bluegrass roots when creating this poster.  Get your own print here.