Early interesting Cars:
Growing up I cannot remember our family taking a vacation like I think would be normal. Since my dad was a preacher he considered our attendance to Church conferences and Camp Meetings as vacations. I was good with that.
Did you ever attend Camp Meetings? In our part of the country many ‘religious’ families along with the pastors treated Camp Meetings as a vacation. Oh yes, it was a time for boys to flirt with girls while the grownups were inside the tent, worshipping and enjoying the freedom to praise the Lord.
Camp Meetings were so crowded, “I could seldom find a seat.” It was sort of a game for us ‘rebels’ to walk around the tabernacle or Tent in groups of boys and girls. Laughing and talking.
I was fortunate, my dad and mom did not keep a tight leash on me at camp meetings. The area around the meeting place was policed by ministers that volunteered to be ‘watchmen’ to sorta herd youths, back into the lighted areas should they wander off into dark places. It never happened to me of course. LOL
The church leaders had enough sense to know young people; so the snack shop(s) remained open during services. There some daring young boys that would buy a girl a snow-cone or Pepsi. I honestly never did get up the nerve to ask a girl, but I did talk to many preachers girls my age that I knew. We did have a lot of fun.
There were times Dad would take us camping over night with family. Usually it was Uncle Irvin and Aunt Bert and their kids Bobby and Sister (Mildred). That was a fun time.
BUT we never went to the beach and lived in a hotel for a week. I am sure dad could not afford it.
Come to think of it, Sherry & I seldom took a ‘Vacation’ with our boys other than sleeping in a tent in a state park.
I am always enamored at men like Myra’s dad who saved and took vacations that only other dreamed of. I think that was so far-sighted. Even trans-Atlantic ships were not exempt. I still smile at Myra saying the boys in France called her a ‘boy-girl’ (I think) because she wore pants.
Anyway, was there a vacation you remember as a kid?
PS: I mentioned my cousin, Mildred above. She was called Sister. I thought that was her name for years. My best friend Sonny had a brother that everyone called Brother, I neve knew his real name. Did that ever happen in your family?