Yesterday was the anniversary of a very special day: that's right, it's was the anniversary of Kentucky's official statehood. And what's so special about that, you ask? I'll tell you: it set things up so that exactly 210 years later, I would have the exceeding good fortune to marry a wonderful native of that state. And here I am four years later, and still thrilled with my luck. Kentucky knows how to grow them right.

(And a happy belated anniversary also to Duncan and Kris, who have excellent taste in wedding days if I do say so myself.)