Most of this mini-gallery looks as if it should be set to the tune of Sarah McLachlan’s “Angel”.
Lest you thought we forgot about the fair, if you were following along before Dragon Con erupted and overtook our free time and hearts…
Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover:
It’s that time again! The Indiana State Fair is an annual celebration of Hoosier pride, farming, food, and 4-H, with amusement park rides, cooking demos, concerts by musicians either nearly or formerly popular, and farm animals competing for cash prizes without their knowledge. My wife Anne and I attend each year as a date-day to seek new forms of creativity and imagination within a local context…
We don’t often go out of our way to see animals at the fair, but lots of Hoosier families love to see ’em. Last year we encountered more critters than we’d expected when we learned Expo Hall had been turned into a small-animal pavilion. We thought that was a one-time accommodation while one of the barns underwent major renovation, but no. The former hot spot for rural hard-sells and party-dip mixes was lined with cages again — not packed with them, mind you, given all the dead space we saw, but the place housed more than a few. Once again all the home-improvement contractors, specialty businesses, and sub-Ronco invention hucksters were relocated to the Ag/Hort Building, which accepted this influx of tenants with a new sign rebranding it as The Mercantile, which sounds like an homage to the Olesons’ store on Little House on the Prairie.
Midlife Crisis Crossover! 