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I knew Kentucky was famous for its horses.
I didn’t expect to see a Swamp Donkey.
Last Saturday’s mud bog involved horsepower of a different kind, something unusual to the eyes of this reporter.
After living in central South Dakota for a couple of years, I’ve seen my share of bucking bulls, rodeo cowboys and mutton bustin’.
I didn’t possess the bravery of my preacher father, however, who once bonded with a parishioner while castrating bulls.
I think I chose to take in the sights of a cow pie bingo instead.
The mud bog hosted competitors dubbed Old Timer, the Big Nasty and the Legend, including Swamp Donkey.
Drivers and attendees sweated in the stands, eyes shaded from the sun to cheer on tricked out trucks roaring their way through a deep trench of mud.
It was pretty different from those white front porches I imagined.
I’ve never lived in the South before. I’ve traveled through, into Mississippi for hurricane relief work, discovering shrimp po’ boys and crayfish etouffee in the process.
I vaguely remember traveling the Southern coast by car en route to Disney World.
From what I could envision of Lawrenceburg before moving here, I pictured grand plantation houses, sweet tea, rolling green hills and bourbon.
I’ve found all of those things, with the exception of the bourbon. Haven’t tried that yet.
But I want to discover other aspects of Anderson County, those things hidden at first from a newcomer like myself.
And I’ll need your help to find them.
When I made my decision to move from Seward, Neb., to Lawrenceburg, it was an easy one.
The Anderson News is an excellent publication, and its staff cares tremendously about its content and the people who read it.
Entering a floundering job market can be stressful, especially for newly minted college graduates like myself attempting careers in the journalism field.
I have a job that allows me to do the thing I love most every day—writing and recording the story of a community.
That includes the good, the bad and the ugly. Those things we’d rather not talk about, let alone print, but that need to be spoken. The newspaper’s mission is to set standards of excellence, and I desire to follow in that vein of accurate and fair reporting.
Can’t be slacking on the job already. I’ve only been here a week.
I keep multiple sets of notebooks and pens in my purse, in the car, in my camera bag.
I’ve got all the tools necessary, except for your voices.
Send me an e-mail at email@example.com, call or stop by the newsroom to chat. I’m a sucker for a good cup of coffee, so if anyone knows of a good place to grab some, let me know.
I look forward to getting to know the area and our readers.
And I’ll try thinking up a great name for my Ford Explorer to be entered in the next mud bog.
You know, just in case.