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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 five pounds in the trunk and Mark riding shotgun, my nerves were dialed in. Locked and loaded. My eyes kept dancing between the yellow lines and the rearview mirror. Every set of headlights in the distance felt like it might be a cruiser. Every car creeping up behind us made my breath hitch in my throat. The road stretched out ahead of us like a dare. We were o …

Entering that bunker, walking down those stairs… man.Looking back now—it was fucking crazy. Spoiler alert: this won’t be the last time I do some crazy-ass shit. The steps were steep and short, cut into a slant that dropped into near-total darkness. The air shifted—cooler, heavier, soaked in the scent of old wood, mothballs, and whatever lives in forgotten basements. You kn …

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 …