Noble Simplicity and Quiet Grandeur.
This old boy
Ask me anything
Me? Just a Kentucky boy who's drawn to the smell of campfires, the sight of something new, the taste of chocolate, the sensation of hand holding, and the sound of some good ole front porch strummin.
You are your city’s ambassadors. Embrace your history. I respectfully request you begin singing The Music Man as I, a humble guest in your city, amble on down the streets.
a wearied traveller
I was lucky enough to have a college without Frats, but with acres and acres of woods. Which we took full advantage of for bonfires and drum circles in lieu of keggers and clubbing.