Category: childhood memories
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Rules of the Roadtrip:
While traversing the vast regions of the USA on a month long roadtrip in the 70s, my parents had a lot of rules of the road. You can only eat at McDonald’s, Howard Johnson’s or Burger King. My mom believed big corporations and franchises were always reliable. She had no interest in local flavor. We…
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A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes
Episode 6 – Tales from the Backseat California here we are. After three weeks navigating most of the lower half of the US and a bit of Mexico, we finally made it to the golden west coast. And as any red-blooded American family, the first place we went was DISNEYLAND. It was the mecca of small children…
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I Hate Green Beans!
As a kid, I had a very strict rule. I didn’t eat anything green. I was a finicky eater at best, but I just hated the awful taste in my mouth. And to make matters worse, my mother wasn’t a cook. She put everything on the table as best as she could, unfortunately, that meant…
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It was 1 AM at night, but the sun was still out. At least it was in my mind. That night, the sun, moon and stars converged and reflected in the shine of my silver metallic 1978 Camaro Berlinetta while I was cruisin’.The first time I went cruisin’, I thought it was stupid. All night…
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Exlusive Santa Sighting
Like Superman and Clark Kent, my father and Santa Claus were never seen on Christmas Eve at the same time. Every year the drill was the same. At our annual Christmas Eve family gathering, my dad would announce to all that he ran out of film and needed to go the store. About 20 minutes…
Growing UP Books by Suzanne Rudd 