Whisky Magazine Issue 80
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Star letter - From the frontline
I'm currently deployed to Iraq and in a recent care package was a copy of your great magazine. As a native of Kentucky and with ties to Scotland, whiskies of the world are near and dear to my heart. Your issue inspired me to write a few words about America's Native Spirit far from home.
Perhaps there are others who share my longing for the taste of a good dram too.
“I use my sleeve to wipe the sand and sweat from my forehead and it only further dirties my face. My body armour is tight today and my helmet is getting heavier.
Aside from the flies and the heat, the only thing on my mind is home; and bourbon on the rocks. The water in all the stacks of plastic bottles look at me and teases. This ‘potable' water couldn't be further from the water on my mind. Because the water that runs through my blood is from the limestone of the Bluegrass.
“America's Native Spirit is always in my mind. It's forever a fixture at family gatherings or late night rendezvous. It's there joining the party on ice. Maybe it's sharing the glass with Coke. Or perhaps, it's even dressed in its winter costume as eggnog as the lights go up on the Christmas tree. It's there. It's a part of Kentucky. It's a familiar smell or taste. Like rain on August blacktop, the feel of a winning tote ticket in hand, or Mom's Hot Brown fresh from the oven; they are a part of the Commonwealth Home.
“From the bottom shelf and standing room only in Churchill Downs Infield 3rd Tur...