If you've ever — in what I can only guess would be an incredibly bored state — assumed rural, agricultural-based fairs are not my thing, you're correct. All the same, last Saturday I found myself in Rio Grande, Ohio, attending the Bob Evans Farm Festival.

I've actually gone to that particular festival quite a bit over the past decade or so. I used to meet an old friend there to catch up, and it's also a good place not so far from home to take a kid on a Saturday or Sunday in early fall, when — by some miracle — there are no youth sports events scheduled. Columnists

Ben Fields: I went out, and all I got was your lousy T-shirt (Opinion)

Ben Fields

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While the young folk run through hay mazes, ride carnival rides and scratch the ears of farm animals deemed safe to pet, m

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