All in the Family: July Winners
During the entire trip, my dad played nurse and changed the dressing each time we stopped for the night. I couldn’t drive or go swimming, but we still had a good time, despite leaving remnants of the bandage changes in each motel.
Jackie Fry, Chicago
After constantly using the brakes on the steep mountain roads, my father didn’t know how severely he’d worn them until we were in downtown Washington—hurtling headlong into Lyndon Johnson’s presidential motorcade. Thank God my father knew how to use the emergency brake.
Where’s a Fairy Godmother When You Need Her?
I waited around (this was before cell phones) and finally walked to the exit, figuring everyone would have to get there sooner or later, and indeed they did. Eventually. Then we waited for the hotel shuttle, which never came, so we stowed away on another hotel’s bus and called our place from the lobby. Turns out that bus wasn’t working. We’d have to take a taxi. We finally made it back, but whenever I hear “the happiest place on Earth,” I think of that day.
Nancy Dorfman, Woodland Hills, Calif.
The parking lot was full of people trying to wash their windshields with cups of water. Well, we had a bucket my mother had insisted we take to clean out our apartment hotel room in Seattle. I’d accepted only to prevent a war with mom, but it came in handy. A Canadian couple took a picture of the nice honeymooning couple with the bucket. When we got to Seattle, our red car was covered in gray ash inside and out. The hotel managers loaned us car-washing equipment and a vacuum cleaner with a smile.
My sister Jeanie, my cousin Peggy and I met in Tifton, Ga., to do some research. We planned on looking for the old
We hiked into the field in our sandals, trying to scare away the snakes. The fence came into view and we found what we were looking for. We got great photos. Jeanie refused to come inside the fence in case Peggy or I got bitten and she had to run back to the car.