Corn Girl_(1)
This story is fictional. It has to be, musn’t it? If I had really done this, I could be arrested. So all representations herein, are purely figments of my imagination, any similarity between characters herein and anyone living or dead is purely conincidental. Yeah, sure! Corn Girl Indiana. I’m on my way to the Indianapolis plant, a required once per month engineering visit. Of the four required visits each month Indianapolis, Milwaukee, and of course Chicago, were close enough to the regional headquarters to drive instead of fly. Overall, the 4 hours spent driving to Indianapolis was just about the same as driving to the airport, waiting for the flight, flying, renting a car and driving to the plant. Only Detroit was too far to drive. With great late summer weather, I preferred to drive. …