This is the time of year when the legislators have gone home and the Indiana Capitol stands mostly empty and silent.
On Thursday, large crowds returned, passing through the oversize wood doors and down the long, creamy marble halls all day and late into the evening. But the normal hubbub of workaday government, all clicking heels and purposeful chatter, did not.
Instead, there was a hush. The people who filtered in beneath the line of ornate chandeliers took gentle steps, somberly processing past three wooden panels covered in photographs of Frank L. O'Bannon.
Mr. O'Bannon, who died last weekend from a stroke, was governor — and in many cases boss — to the lawyers and bureaucrats, staffers and flacks, officials and regular people filing by. But in their whispers, they spoke of him more like a grandfather, someone who had never seemed quite scary enough to be chief executive.
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http://www.nytimes.com/2003/09/21/national/21INDI.html?8br