I could have written your post and your comments (above) they apply to me also. I went through the greyhounds, dog tracks, amateur boxing and street fighting phase, then left home and adapted to to other peoples ways quite well and today I am the most respectable of men. My children are Drs, Lawyers, a Physics PHd 1st, and a banker. My old pals would never believe it, and at times neither can I. I have been to 39 states, and next year 2013 the Kentucky Derby. I-ve just realized I know more about the USA than my own country. Regards, Bob,
Louval thats how they say it is a big time whiskey town if memory serves.
I have never forgotten that smell of sour mash.it reeks of it.
But imho southern Weman are unmatched any were it has to be that dab of Indian blood that gives them those cheek bones of course now a days they'd have to run slow before I could catch them lol.
I have all ways felt a kinship with southern folks they are mostly Scot Irish.
You'll of course want to try a mint julip at the Derby its kind a law or something.
Before I gave up john barley corn on my long dry march to sainthood I had mine made with I.w.harper burbon.
Yall take care now you here.