We, too often, see our own state as bland, colorless and dull. We overlook its virtues, disdain short drives to sections of an overlooked Indiana and often never know the joy of finding the real majesty of our state's natural wonders. It is there, on narrow lanes and over serpentine hills, that real Indiana is found.
And it all is within a five to six hour drive, no matter where we live in the state.
The author of that short column is Wendell Trogdon, who has written several books extolling the virtues of Indiana. He was a newspaper reporter and editor for 40 years, most of them with the Indianapolis News, a now-defunct evening newspaper. I like to think of him as a role model.
