[This is the most Homeric story that’s ever unfolded in my life, that until now, has only been shared as an epic oral history. Every site I’ve ever worked for has asked me to commit it to paper, er, blog, and I’ve consistently resisted.
I’m from Kentucky, a state which, when people think about it at all, conjures up images of rednecks, moonshine, and Hee-Haw. But I grew up in Lexington, the second-largest city In the state, which is made up almost entirely of suburbs — there’s no sense of “country” heritage, no accents,…