Walking past the restaurants in downtown Louisville looking at the candlelit tables and I’m reminded of a time when dinner at such places was an every Saturday night thing.

Then I’m reminded of a LeAnn Womack song, “that was twenty years and two husbands ago”.  How fitting. 

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