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Last night, Rob and I decided to go out to eat after doing a quick errand in Pikeville. Both of us were tired and didn’t feel like cooking. So, we went to the local Chinese restaurant. As we walked in and seated in the non-smoking section, the memories of the first visit came flooding back in. Church members took us out to eat at this restaurant in the same room. “How many months has it been?” Rob asked, “Nine months?” “Yes. Our lives has changed so much since then, huh?” I replied. It felt like it was ages ago and it felt like it was yesterday.
I don’t want to make any stereotypes about Kentucky, but my writings are based on my experiences with the people I have met. I am truly impressed and blessed with their “bluegrass” hospitality, which reminds me a little of Midwestern and Southern hospitality. They are “down to earth”. Pecan pies and trifles at the church luncheon are the best! They know how to make people feel welcome. They really bend over backwards to help me and Rob. They also are accommodating and understanding about my deafness. They made sure that I understood them, and when I didn’t, we used pen and paper without a complaint. They used appropriate eye contact and didn’t even exaggerate their speech, which surprised me. All of this happened on the first visit, and this usually doesn’t happen when I first meet people.
When we came to visit the church in Kentucky for the first time, we were driving through West Virginia. I have been in West Virginia many, many times, but I have never been in this area of the state. As we got closer to the Kentucky border, the very first thing that came to my mind is this:
“Trees, trees everywhere, not a farm in sight.”
Trees, Trees, and Trees. Mountains became steeper and taller. As we cross the border, these beautiful Cumberland mountains were so clustered together that there weren’t much room for roads between the mountains to go around. So, the government built the new highway by “cutting-through” the mountains. Because of the “cut-through”, there are beautiful rock layers on both sides of the highway, which one day will be covered with plants and trees. Need I say more trees? In the midst of these trees, there is civilization. What is civilization? One word. Wal-Mart
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