Be excited: adventures in archiving

You will never believe where this was taken. I realize that I'm repeating myself by bringing out two photos from road trips with Jill White within a few posts of one another, but I just liked this picture so much that I had to go forward with it. It was taken at "Ma and Pa's Antique Store" in (I think) Eaton, Indiana. Jill, if you'd like to chime in here with the correct town name, I'd be much obliged. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure the name started with an "E," so take your pick.

We were driving through this one stoplight town with nothing better to do when we happened upon this shop. Seeing as how the biggest thing in town seemed to be the local gas station, we thought this might be a great place to absorb some local color. We met Ma and Pa themselves, who boasted that they had been born in that town, were high school sweethearts, got married, and never left. There's the happy couple right now:

I simply cannot imagine living in the same town for my entire life like these two have. Even greater, I can't imagine being married to someone for that long. That is a level of commitment that you just don't see very often anymore.

We thanked them for their time and took their photo, but not before purchasing a few things, including the pink Stant mesh and foam trucker hat pictured at the top. We left and went on our way, but a funny thought hit me: I suppose if you collect enough junk and stay alive long enough to sell it as antiques, you can make a business out of virtually nothing. I'd categorize buying stock in a company like Ma and Pa's as an "ultra-long term investment."