Hillbilly Elegy

that gay people weren’t out to molest
me. Another day, we visited a winery.
On yet another day, we helped at my
cousin Nate’s high school football
practice. It was all very exciting.
Everyone I met thought I sounded like I
was from Kentucky. Of course, I kind of
was from Kentucky. And I loved that
people thought I had a funny accent. That
said, it became clear to me that
California really was something else. I’d
visited Pittsburgh, Cleveland, Columbus,
and Lexington. I’d spent a considerable
amount of time in South Carolina,
Kentucky, Tennessee, and even
Arkansas. So why was California so
different?