Everyone tells me that I take the Kentucky Derby too seriously. It’s true. I do. From birth as a Kentuckian, you are well aware of the pageantry and pomp that happens in the Bluegrass State on the first Saturday in May. I’m not sure if I came out of the womb laying down exacta boxes and superfectas, but suffice to say it didn’t take long for me to pick it up.
Today is probably the one day of the year when my home state gets a good image. Most times the world points and laughs at Kentucky, and sometimes not so subtly.