My first drive up to Cynthiana was breathtaking. Living in Lexington for three years, I had never truly seen “horse country.” I thought horse country was Lexington. But the drive on US 27 is lush, rolling hills and acres of farm land.
I didn’t know what to expect when I arrived in Cynthiana. Of course, I did my research, found out the history of Cynthiana and read a few Democrats in preparation.