John King lives in the Highlands with his wife, cat, and hopefully a dog soon. He works for the University of Louisville and is a PhD student. He is an avid runner, homebrewer, craft beer nerd, and also has many other hobbies which his wife tolerates. His blog can be found at http://kentuckybrewreview.wordpress.com or on Twitter @kingofkentucky.
Wanting to get away from my Illinois roots, I came to Louisville in 2005 for graduate school, left for a year for a school counseling gig, and promptly returned because I missed the city too damn much. Often times, before I moved back, I’d daydream about sitting outside Heine Brothers drinking coffee, when in all honesty I didn’t even like coffee at the time. I missed the riverfront, the skyline, and the Highlands. I missed everything about the city, except perhaps the ever-constant squabbles regarding Louisville and Kentucky basketball.
It’s honestly hard to explain why I love the city so much and how the city keeps bringing me back. I am still amazed at how I convinced (see also: begged, pleaded, grovelled) my wife to move from Boston, MA to Louisville. She’ll admit it herself: the city contrasted with all predictions and stereotypes her East Coast attitude held. When the question comes up (at least weekly) of when we are moving back to the East Coast, with each answer, her voice has less certainty than the time before. Louisville is getting to her, too. It’s working.
There is a significant difference between what I enjoy and what I love about Louisville. I enjoy the fact that baristas at Highland Coffee know my name and that on Fridays I get whipped cream, while the rest of the week I don’t. I enjoy being able to drink a New Albanian or Against the Grain beer and can text back and forth with the brewer about my thoughts on it. I enjoy running at 5:30 a.m. on an empty Bardstown Road and being one of the rare few who get to enjoy the smell of freshly baked snicker doodle cookies from Kizoto. I enjoy my Highlands neighborhood and the diversity it brings to the community and my ever-changing view of the world.
But most of all, I enjoy the fact that all these things culminate into one simple word that makes me smile everyday: home.
But, to be fair, the absolute one thing I love about Louisville is the parks. Frederick Olmsted knew what the heck he was doing way back when. Most don’t know it, and I have difficulty saying this because I want it all to myself at times, but Louisville has the largest urban forest in the United States just sitting in its backyard. Yep, that’s right, Jefferson Memorial Forest. It is absolutely beautiful during the fall. There are times I believe everyone in Louisville is going to be at Cherokee Park when we get that first really warm day in the spring. Everybody seems to break out of his or her winter funk on that 2.4 hilly escape. I often lose myself on the trails of Cherokee and Seneca because for a second, I feel less in a city and more in a forest. If you never have, and I suggest you do, go to Iroquois Park sometime and check out the spectacular view of the city. You’ll thank me later.
The parks are what brought me back. They have a kind of magnetism unlike anything else. They are a gift we often look past, drive through, or forget about, but always remain a significant part of Louisville. If it weren’t for the Olmsted Parks Conservancy and its volunteers, I would not be able to say the one thing I love about Louisville is its parks.
January 30, 2012
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