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RE: Cluttered Musings on Travel, History, and the Future

My favorite bird is the meadowlark. It's song is nostalgic for me.

I remember road trips as a kid back in the 1960s,when my mom packed all we needed for 5 people for a camping trip in a basic 4-door sedan. I don't know how she did it. We didn't have much for entertainment along the way, unless we decided to sing, or play the alphabet game with the road signs.