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The Sunday Pour: The Long Rickhouse Aisle

Walking through a rickhouse feels like walking through time itself — rows of barrels holding different years, different histories, and different stages of becoming. In a place where nothing can be rushed, the slow work of aging becomes a reminder that some things only deepen because they stay in the season long enough. Continue reading

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The Sunday Pour: The Rickhouse Window

A rickhouse is a quiet place where whiskey ages slowly in the dark. But when a beam of sunlight slips through a dusty window, the barrels suddenly reveal details you might not notice otherwise. Sometimes life works the same way—nothing changes except the light. Continue reading

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Sunday Pour: Same Spirit, Different Levels, One God

Bourbon barrels all start the same, but where they’re placed in the rickhouse determines what they become. My life has felt the same way — different levels, different seasons, different heat — all of it shaping who I am. And I wouldn’t trade the flavor of the life God has aged in me. Continue reading

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The Kentucky Pilgrimage: Kicking Off the Trail with Friends and Forester

The anticipation for this trip has been building for months, but for my best friend Scott, it’s been pure, kid-on-Christmas-Eve excitement. Tonight, after my flight lands in Nashville, he’ll scoop me up, and we’ll point the car north to Kentucky. … Continue reading

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