In 1971, I was 12 years old. My parents, me, and younger brother took a road trip in my mother's new Dodge Monaco 4 dr. From Petaluma Calif, we drove to Minnesota and Kansas to visit relatives and camped on the way. Most of the trip was a blur, but, I do remember my dad disappearing as we camped somewhere along the route in the midwest, and returning with an armload of fresh ears of corn. The other memories are a lake in Minnesota, where my uncle lived, that we could walk several yards into the water before it reached over our waist, and of Crater lake, Oregon on the way home. The 70s was a good decade for me.
In 1971, I was 12 years old. My parents, me, and younger brother took a road trip in my mother's new Dodge Monaco 4 dr. From Petaluma Calif, we drove to Minnesota and Kansas to visit relatives and camped on the way. Most of the trip was a blur, but, I do remember my dad disappearing as we camped somewhere along the route in the midwest, and returning with an armload of fresh ears of corn. The other memories are a lake in Minnesota, where my uncle lived, that we could walk several yards into the water before it reached over our waist, and of Crater lake, Oregon on the way home. The 70s was a good decade for me.
LOVE this. How cool.