Funny how certain things trigger a memory ~~
My Dad used to save his vacation time for Summer.. on several occasions we would all load into our station wagon and travel across the Country to visit family. My Dad loved family.
The things we saw.. the things we learned.. the bonding... the fights.. the laughter and the glorious joy! Life was good.. it was the 70's!
Melted crayons reconfigured into globby shapes that created rainbow effects on my coloring books.
Drama was part of the equation too~I recall a time my Dad burning rubber when my mentally challenged brother asked a black man in the Deep South if he was dirty. He didn't know better.. he had the mental capacity of a little boy the age of 6.
High canyons looking grand as the sun slowly moved behind, creating shadows and allowing for imagination to foster far fetched stories...
This was a time things weren't censored and you weren't categorizing, compartmentalizing or labeling people or things.
My Dad would yell, almost as loud as his megaphone on the football field; funny to picture him yelling into that thing! ( fast forward 2017 )
Anyway~~ I'm trying to get to what I should have said in the first paragraph (sheesh)
He would yell, "INDIANS!! I see I Indians.. they are surrounding US! Watch out for the the bow and arrow!"
As our car blazed on down the highway, I envisioned being a cowgirl defending arrows being flung our way.
What special times.. what memories.. I'd take them back in a minute!
So, this photo tonight... it resurfaced those memories!
"Hey Dad, I see Indians ~~ I whispered under me breath."
Snap.. and I was on my way.
#meltedcrayons #stationwagon #familytrips #1970s #adventure #roadtrip #crosscountry #childhood #explore #imagination #recalling #memory #snapaphotopreserveamemory #littlegirl #dreaming #creating #loving #beingsimple #happiness #freedom #mydaddy