My Indiana Home

I grew up in Indianapolis and moved away within a few years after college.  Until my father passed away in 2015, I returned often, especially for the running of the Indianapolis 500 on the Sunday before Memorial Day.  I remember the anticipation of coming back for the race, how special it was. Each return carried with it the hope that it could be special again.  This prose poem is about one special time that I returned after leaving my Indiana home for the first time.