Saturday, May 3, 2014

Derby Day


I've spent more time in Kentucky this year than any time since I lived there decades ago. So it's ironic that I've been less on top of Derby hopefuls than usual.

But maybe not. The Derby is Kentucky as metaphor. I've had Kentucky as anything but. The state has been so real for me that I don't have to pine away for it.

Still, when the thoroughbreds strut in the post parade and "My Old Kentucky Home" begins to play, I'll have white fences on my mind — and tissues at the ready.

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1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

For those of us outside KY, the Derby IS thoroughbred racing.

It’s a classic set piece, a recurring memento of the patrician South. It feel like an endangered species in our wireless ecosystem.

The Kentucky Derby is one of those American archetypes that we’re lucky still to have reappear timelessly in May. It’s one of those opportunities, deeper than nostalgia, for memories and associations, where we had been and with whom.

May 4, 2014 at 11:38 PM  

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