I thought the title of this blog would give you a good sense of how I ended up in Kentucky. My husband found out about five years ago that his dad had brain cancer. He was given six months to live. Christian tried very hard to help care for his father in Kentucky, and his family in Ohio. Christian did a lot of driving back and forth, and a few times took FMLA from work. Garry his father, has brain surgery and started chemo. Now Garry was born here, and spent a lot of childhood here. He loved it here, he was also what you might call a hippy.