Almost every time I get back to Kentucky I make a visit to the Abby of Gethsemani. A Trappist monastery, it is about 10 miles from town, a little ways past St. Thomas. As a child I used to accompany my father to morning Lauds some, and we often attended Mass here. I still have a little creche music box that a monk made for me one Christmas Eve. I must have been about 5 years old.
I absolutely love the peace and quiet of this place. There is something about the life of the monk that restores my sanity. There is a bit (or a lot) of monk in me that resonates here.
The Trappists established their monastery here in 1847. There is a good history HERE.