{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"The News Journal","provider_url":"https:\/\/qa.thenewsjournal.net","title":"Saying a fond farewell to NIBROC 2018 &ndash; The News Journal","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"X50Cnp7eb0\"><a href=\"https:\/\/qa.thenewsjournal.net\/saying-a-fond-farewell-to-nibroc-2018\/\">Saying a fond farewell to NIBROC 2018<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/qa.thenewsjournal.net\/saying-a-fond-farewell-to-nibroc-2018\/embed\/#?secret=X50Cnp7eb0\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Saying a fond farewell to NIBROC 2018&#8221; &#8212; The News Journal\" data-secret=\"X50Cnp7eb0\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! 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It\u2019s the best four-day stretch of the year, I think. I know some don\u2019t agree. That\u2019s fine. To me, it\u2019s just one big celebration, right in our downtown. We close down the streets. We set the grind of reality aside for just a bit and all resolve to have a great time. We come together as a community. We visit and socialize. We enjoy funnel cakes and blooming onions and deep-fried Oreos, all to the soundtrack of great live music, and the lights and sounds of a carnival right on our Main Street. I do so much volunteering, tournament organizing and helping at the festival, that by the time it\u2019s over Saturday night, I\u2019m near exhausted. For years after I first arrived in Corbin, I didn\u2019t really appreciate the festival. I guess I\u2019m trying to make up for lost time. There\u2019s this book \u2014 I\u2019ve referenced it before in this column \u2014 called Dandelion Wine, by Ray Bradbury. It\u2019s a lyrical homage to the author\u2019s fond remembrances of summers in his youthful years. It\u2019s a work of complete and total nostalgia. The book is set in Green Town, Illinois (which doesn\u2019t actually exist). But it might as well be Corbin. The powerful feelings Bradbury evokes in his novel, and the sense of loss he has about the intrusion of technology, and simply growing older, on his once simple life, is compelling reading. Dandelion Wine is a metaphor for all the joys of summer distilled into a single bottle. Many of my good summer memories in Corbin originate with the festival. I did not grow up in Corbin \u2026 a fact that, the longer I live here, the more I regret. There are a whole lot of reasons for that, but the NIBROC Festival is one of them. We never had anything like that where I grew up. Not anything as good, anyway. When I talk to folks around town, even ones that may dislike it now for whatever reason, most everyone seems to have a strong, deep attachment to the NIBROC Festivals of yesteryear. There\u2019s a small theatrical production even based on two characters that meet in a rail passenger car in the 1940s, and begin to fall in love. Raleigh \u2014 the military airman who has been given a medical leave \u2014 meets May. The two realize they are from neighboring Kentucky towns and begin to fall in love. He decides to switch trains and promises to take May to \u2026 where else \u2026 the next NIBROC Festival! In the 22 years I\u2019ve lived here, I\u2019ve seen NIBROC be very small, and then grow exponentially for a decade or so, only to atrophy again when it was moved off Main Street. Now, it\u2019s back on an upswing. I\u2019ve had a few people tell me that when NIBROC ends, it pretty much signals the end of summer as well. It\u2019s back to school. Back to the grind. The festival is one last bash before we start turning the corner into fall and then winter. Goodbye NIBROC 2018. As usual, it was an interesting ride."}