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A Bluegrass State of Mind

The year was 1979; the Pirates had won the World Series and the Steelers were well on their way to another Super Bowl, it was a great time to live in the Burgh. However, a promotion and transfer were hard to say no to, and although it wasn't easy to persuade me to leave, before I knew it we were selling our house, saying good bye to our families and taking one long last look over our shoulders as home vanished into the darkness of the Fort Pitt Tunnels.

But there was one thing I loved almost as much as my hometown, and that was horse racing. This was the era of Secretariat, Seattle Slew, Affirmed and Alydar, so the only thing that got me to even consider leaving the Burgh was the fact that Lexington, Kentucky, was to be my new home. My very first thought was actually of Secretariat…he lived the life of a...

It’s A Burgh Thing

PNCI love that my roots are deep in southwestern Pennsylvania. I grew up in the Pittsburgh area and, yes, I do bleed black and gold—painfully sometimes. I love landing in the Burgh, flying over a lifetime of familiar sights before wheels down. On my last visit in May, the trees were just beginning to bud and the hills were turning green; spring had arrived after an especially long and cold winter. Tulips and daffodils brightened the yards and the sound of lawn mowers had replaced the roar of snow blowers for the next several months....

Irish Adventures

IMG_1094We landed at Shannon Airport in Ireland on our way to the seaside town of Ballybunion, located on the west coast of County Kerry, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. We chose this charming area because we wanted to experience a small town, and this one just happened to be home to a world-famous links course at the Ballybunion Golf Course. Since my husband Mark is a golfer, to come this far and not play would have been one of the seven major sins of golf. There is a statue of Bill Clinton playing golf, located on the corner of the main street that was erected to commemorate his golfing...

A Royal Tour of London

IMG_0803I’m a royalist: I love everything about the Queen. I watch all the royal weddings and any grand display of royal ceremony. I read the British papers and royal blogs. I like to cruise the royal website for job openings and pretend that I would gladly chuck it all for the chance to walk the royal corgis through the gardens at the palace for very little pay and a small room to hang my hat. So when my husband surprised me with a trip to London, I knew exactly what I wanted to see: as much royal as possible. We chose the Goring Hotel...