It happened in Kentucky a while back. Perhaps 13 years. The name of the small town in which we had stopped, escapes me completely, but that matters not to the story.
I was on a three-day, three-town speaking tour with Kentucky’s first female Governor, Martha Layne Collins. We were being driven from Owensboro to Lexington by corporate executives.
We sat in the back seat, and I listened, enthralled, a…
