Way back when . . .

Feeling a bit melancholy lately, been talking a lot about days gone by and telling stories from the past, thought I would share some of them here.

My dad was an over-the-road truck driver. He drove from New York to California (and of course back again).  I spent most of my summers as a kid in his truck going wherever it went.  I was a lucky kid and because of his job, got to see so much of the US, that I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to do, if it wasn’t for his job.

Every trip was an adventure!  Our very first trip, I remember it like it was yesterday. We went to Seattle.  The trip didn’t start off very well –  my brother and I were in the car (first new car my parents ever owned) he was in the front seat, I was in the back. My parents were in the house getting the last of the luggage and locking down the house. My brother was sitting in the drivers seat and we were either fighting or playing, I honestly don’t remember which – and I hit the stick and put the car into I think neutral and it started to slowly roll out of the driveway –  not sure why he didn’t put his foot on the brake – maybe because he was only like 9! It was very very early in the morning. Not so terrible that the car was rolling – but the passenger door was open and there was a very large bush on that side of the car.  Well, the car wasn’t fully in gear so it was making this really loud noise – and then we hit that bush with the door open and it literally bent all the way back until it touched the front fender.  WOW!  not a good way to start our vacation.  My father was furious with us (mostly my brother cause he was in the front seat LOL!)  We were in big big trouble!  My dad flew down the stairs and I think chased us around the car a few times.  He managed to get the door almost closed – had to tie it somehow to the body of the car.  He never said a word to us until we got to Ohio!  It was a very long, very quiet ride!

But, I remember that trip like it was yesterday –  the highlight of our trip was going to Mt. Rainier.  I remember how beautiful it was.

mt rainer

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