Murray, KY – When I moved from New Jersey to Kentucky twenty-one years ago, friends sent me sympathy cards. They thought I'd be isolated, out of the main stream, and warned of the usual southern stereotypes: No more merlot, just moonshine. Toss out the business suits and replace them with flour sack dresses. Start using words like "yall", phrases such as, "I reckon." It wouldn't be long, they swore, that I'd be saying, "I'm fixin' to go Wal-mart."
Of course, they were wrong.