A drive down memory lane

My husband and I spent the weekend visiting his parents and other family in southern Indiana. We moved from the area 34 years ago, but drive back to visit several times a year.  We found time this weekend to drive around a bit and look at places from his childhood and our dating years that we had not seen for a very long time.  Memories and stories were savored.  Some places were much the same.  Others were almost unrecognizable.  Do you remember...?  Did I ever tell you...?  My grandpa used to...?  Oh my, what happened to...?  Were the questions we asked on our drive down memory lane.