Several years before I married a wonderful creature named John Tinker, I had the worst date of my life in Louisville, Kentucky.Ironically, a runner-up for that honor happened years earlier in Lexington, Kentucky, during the weekend of THE Derby.Kentucky is a favorite state of mine, so this is not a slam on the Bluegrass State (yes, the grass is tinted blue). The blame goes to the ...
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