Small Success Thursday: Indiana State Fair
We're not Vulcans but we bleed green. I'm a fourth-generation, 10 year 4-H member, and only by one generation did I escape going to the state fair at 6:30 AM to take care of show cattle. Minus cows, besides the ones we eat for lunch, the Indiana State Fair is an annual summer tradition for my family. I'm convinced Indiana has the best state fair ever. There's always so much going on, but it's still got the old-fashioned down-home feel of a real 4-H-based fair. We usually go during the week, to avoid the weekend crowds, and this year we landed a double-header of half-off tickets plus absolutely perfect weather. It was cheerfully sunny and not too hot, with just enough of a cool breeze to keep us from sweating like the proverbial hogs, whose barn we skipped anyway. We were supposed to be taking a nice starting-off picture, but then the state fair jingle started playing, and yeah, I started dancing. As a thank you to my dad for all the sw...