Sentimental Sunday (4)

This is kind of scattered today, with no flow what-so-ever…

Because we were a family of 6, we had a station wagon.  You know, the kind with the wood panel, although I think ours was the faux wood panel.  My younger sister and I would sit in the “back-back”, or at least that’s what we called it.  The second station wagon we had actually had seats and seat belts back there!  We were riding backwards.  On trips up to Chicago Heights, my sister and I would dance our animals or wave at the passing cars trying to get them to wave and always trying to get the truck to honk horns.  We always played the alphabet game of some sorts (either using objects outside or names or animals)
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