When May arrives each year, for those of us who live in a part of the country that is not known for great weather most of the time, it is almost like we Hoosiers are let out of a cage. Spring is here, summer can’t be far behind. And it also means that the “30 days of May” have arrived.
When I was a much younger person, I started listening to the Indianapolis “500” each year on Memorial Day. The race was changed from Memorial Day to the Sunday, however, has no bearing on what the opening ceremonies mean to me, or the way they emotionally move me to tears.... Read More
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