Now that I'm an adult, I love to ride on rollercoasters. When I was a kid, though, just getting to the store and back was excitement enough. Our neighbor would pile us all in the back of her El Camino and hop onto the freeway while we held on for dear life. Compared to that, rollercoasters seem pretty tame.
Even inside the car, there wasn't much protection. We didn't own a car with seat belts until I was in the 7th grade. In case of an accident, though, I always knew there was something I could use to cushion the impact: my little sister.
Oh my goodness, I remember those car days. With all of us bouncing off the walls and seats, it was pretty great entertainment. We didn't have baby car seats in our cars or seatbelts until, I think maybe Jonah. Then it was a bunch of steel rails with a plywood perch. hmmmmm (Nancy)
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