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It’s hard to come home, but there are moments that make it worthwhile...

I’ve been in River City, the place of my birth, where there is now a ghost or painful memory around every corner. I am only here because my very elderly parents are moving and I have to be here. A very sweet old friend has let me hunker down at her place.


But two days ago the hot weather turned gorgeous, and my mother lent me her fancy little convertible. We took a spin to the riverfront, and there was the amazing and powerful river I lived by all my life, and this beautiful friend and I watched the sun go down and the stern wheeler arrive back at port, and the lights on the old railroad bridge changed color with the Blue Moon shining over our left shoulders...

Illustration for article titled Blue Moon of Kentucky

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