It was hard not to feel that Kenny and I were making our way together, that with his help I’d arrived at a special place in the hierarchy of worldly things.

Imagine a place where the aroma of freshly baked donuts wafts through the air, drawing you in like a cartoon character floating on the scent. Welcome to Long’s Bakery in Indianapolis, a true Hoosier ...

From racks of clothing that seem to stretch on for miles to shelves of knick-knacks that would make any tchotchke enthusiast ...