Of course, it's easy to see the loss as just one of those things; a 185 year-old store burning down just happens, especially when it was built of wood. But, when my sorority sister Tasha posted these heartfelt words of grief and love to Facebook, it hit me that the Rabbit Hash store isn't just an architectural oddity, a roadside attraction, or a curious story of a dog mayor. It's the story of small-town Kentucky. It's our collective childhood memories of a Kentucky that's quaint and safe and friendly. It truly is the best of the Bluegrass.
Best of luck to the Rabbit Hash General Store as they work to rebuild. If you'd like to contribute to the GoFundMe established by the Store's owner and operator Terrie Markesbery, please click here.