Some of my friends who don’t live in this part of the country assume that Northern Kentucky and the smaller cities located there are just like that big one across the Ohio River—namely, Cincinnati, Ohio.
I’m not exactly sure what “just like” means and I can’t speak for other smaller cities in Northern Kentucky, but maybe I can speak for Covington. I’ve lived here for over three years now.
Covington, Kentucky isn’t anything like Cincinnati, Ohio. I’m going to call Covington downhome urban. I’ll try to explain.
People are friendlier here in downtown Covington than they are over in Cincinnati. Downtown Cincinnati is faster paced and maybe there isn’t time to greet someone when you meet them on the sidewalk. That’s not the case in Covington.
That’s one example. Let me give you another one of this being more friendly approach.
Last week, on one of those colder, cloudy days, I was out and about for a little bit—was going to The Dollar Tree store on Madison Avenue to pick up a couple items.
I met up with a middle aged guy—just an average Joe—as I started to approach the store. I noticed he was looking at my hands.
“Where are your gloves?” he asked. “Don’t you have any gloves?”
“Oh, yeah,” I replied. “It’s not cold enough for me to use them.”
“OK,” he said. “I was gonna buy you a pair if you needed some.” He pointed to the Dollar Tree store.
I thanked him and we both went on our way.
Now I know Covington is in the news a lot with some of its citizens having issues with drug addiction and there’s prostitution over here and so on and so on—but let me ask you: If someone you met on a sidewalk on a cold, cloudy day in downtown Cincinnati weren’t wearing gloves, would you offer to buy them a pair? I kind of doubt it.
Downhome urban. That’s Covington, Kentucky.
(Photo from metrojacksonville.com)