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The drive to see the country boys became routine. Every trip, a little bigger than the last, stacking higher and higher—until the day Grandpa decided it was time to change the rules. Same front porch, same rocking chair, same overalls—every damn time. Six trips deep, and I’d never stepped foot inside his house. Never asked. Never invited. That wasn’t part of the deal. Pull …

Driving back home to Louisville with Mark next to me and 5 pounds in the trunk, my nerves are locked in. High alert. Eyes flicking between the road and the rearview. The highway is long, desolate, and any sign of another car tenses you up, until you know that it's not a cop. That's when you remember to breathe. The highway is called the Pennyrile, leading to the Western KY Parkway—cutting th …

Entering that bunker, walking down those stairs...man, looking back, it was fucking crazy. Spoiler alert: this won’t be the last time I do some crazy-ass shit. The steps were short, steep, and led into what seemed liked complete darkness. The air shifted—cooler, damp, thick with the scent of aged wood and that smell from your grandma's closet. You know with the moth balls, and wha …

I won’t start with any excuses for not keeping up with this blog—fuck that. I’m here now, and that’s what matters. But before we dive in, if you’ve been following along, reading these pieces of my past, thank you. Now, back to the story... I’m standing on this farm. Just got out of the car with the guy introducing me to him. All I see is land stretching in ever …