Sometimes I feel like we take our hometown for granted. This is definitely a place that everyone claims to hate, yet never leaves. For a lot of people, it’s a place where they are born, raised, and live their whole lives. There are things the residents of Kearney experience that many people may never understand.
- When you turn 16 (maybe 15 if you’re feeling adventurous with your parents in the car), you experiment with how fast you can go around the “college curves”. It’s almost some sort of tradition or ritual to go as fast as possible by the infamous Luke and Jake’s BBQ.
- As the middle of summer starts to roll around, everyone gets antsy for “Cruise Nite”. To Kearneyites, it’s like Christmas in July. Everyone lines downtown from nine o’clock in the morning and as the day progresses, Highway 30 is packed with cruising cars and spectators.
- If you’re from Kearney, one of your earliest memories is more than likely eating a Runza. Whether it’s homemade on a winter night or if you’re enjoying it on a crisp fall night at a high school football game, the breaded pocket of cabbage and hamburger always hits the spot.
- The first Thursday of the month either has no meaning at all or has instilled a split second of fear within you. It’s an inevitable feeling of slight discomfort when you hear the whiny screeching sound of the tornado sirens. Even though you know it’s a drill, you still question it every month. Why? Because, well, it’s Nebraska.