QotD: I Remember That Summer…
When you were younger, did your parents ever send you away for the summer? What was the experience like?
Brought to you by the movie Georgia Rule.
(Brought to you by a crass attempt at tie-in advertising. Oy. Oh, and Vox? Never, ever, "suggest" a new movie's title as a tag. Ever. Capiche?)
Ahem. Anyway. So, on to the fun.
One fine summer, which may have been that of 1983 but please don't hold me to it, Mom decided that she needed a few months to get her life in order. Or she needed a vacation from parenting, something like that. So she dumped Sis and I off with an older couple that we (vaguely) knew from church who lived in the far-off hamlet of Soap Lake. We actually attended school there for a little while, so maybe "summer" is a relative term in this case. At any rate, Ken & Virginia Savage (bless their hearts) took us in, made us feel at home, and for a few glorious weeks they took us on a cross-country road trip "back East" to visit some of their relatives. We traveled to Kansas City and then Omaha by way of Devil's Tower, the Custer Monument, Lewis & Clark Caverns and a whole slew (not to be mistaken for a half slew, I guess) of other roadside attractions.
Honestly? Best. Summer. Ever.
I'm not kidding. This is why, some day, I really want to go on some kind of similar trip with my kids. Yes, I know that getting a driver's license would go a long way toward making it possible. Let me have my dreams, eh?
