Kentucky

Kentucky (i/kɪnˈtʌki/), officially the Commonwealth of Kentucky, is a state located between the Midwest and South of the United States. Kentucky is one of four U.S. states constituted as a commonwealth (the others being Virginia, Pennsylvania, and Massachusetts). Originally a part of Virginia, in 1792 Kentucky became the 15th state to join the Union. Kentucky is the 37th most extensive and the 26th most populous of the 50 United States.

Kentucky is known as the "Bluegrass State", a nickname based on the bluegrass found in many of its pastures because of the fertile soil. It is a land with diverse environments and abundant resources, including the world's longest cave system, Mammoth Cave National Park, the greatest length of navigable waterways and streams in the contiguous United States, and the two largest man-made lakes east of the Mississippi River.

Kentucky is also home to the highest per capita number of deer and turkey in the United States, the largest free-ranging elk herd east of Montana, and the nation's most productive coalfield. Kentucky is also known for horse racing, bourbon distilleries, automobile manufacturing, tobacco, and college basketball.

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Famous quotes containing the word kentucky:

    The pure products of America go crazy—mountain folk from Kentucky or the ribbed north end of Jersey with its isolate lakes and valleys, its deaf-mutes, thieves.
    William Carlos Williams (1883–1963)

    He believes without reservation that Kentucky is the garden spot of the world, and is ready to dispute with anyone who questions his claim. In his enthusiasm for his State he compares with the Methodist preacher whom Timothy Flint heard tell a congregation that “Heaven is a Kentucky of a place.”
    —For the State of Kentucky, U.S. public relief program (1935-1943)

    The head must bow, and the back will have to bend,
    Wherever the darkey may go;
    A few more days, and the trouble all will end,
    In the field where the sugar-canes grow.
    A few more days for to tote the weary load,—
    No matter, ‘t will never be light;
    A few more days till we totter on the road:—
    Then my old Kentucky home, good-night!
    Stephen Collins Foster (1826–1884)