
Then Carole wanted to go shopping . . . which wasn't a surprise. We drove to one of her most favorite stores, the Elder-Beerman Department Store, and parked in her usual place . . . just outside the entrance leading directly into the Women's Petite Department. While Carole got lost in the Women's Department, I wandered into the Men's Department.
Of course, we both came away with some new clothes.

We opened wine while Peggy put pizza in the oven, then we enjoyed a relaxing dinner while the "girls" did a lot of reminiscing.
In the photo at the right, that's Peggy of the left, Dianna in the center, and, of course, Carole on the right. From the reminiscing I overheard, back in the days when they were all single, they must have been the female equivalent of the three musketeers.
And so ended "A Day in Indiana".
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