This morning we went to see the fancy waterfront park Owensboro has built along the banks of the Ohio River. It’s really very nice. They have fountains and a music shell and a huge playground that must have cost an arm and a leg:
But as with everything today, it seems, there are “rules” attached to its use:
The first rule of which, incredibly is:
After visiting the park, I went across the street to the International Bluegrass Music Museum. Yes, it’s “International”, as they do have some artifacts from bluegrass artists outside of the U.S. This year is the centennial of Bill Monroe’s birth, and they have a special exhibit of more Monroe memorabilia than you can shake your mandolin at. I learned an awful lot about bluegrass artists and their history here, although it’s not for everyone, I suppose.