|Rear of said classy van|
What I wouldn’t give to go on just one of those trips again.
My family is different today. We no longer travel to the Black Hills and we no longer have horses. My parents are divorced and one of my brothers is gone.
As my own family embarks on our summer trips, I’m going to really take it in. Because in the near future, I’ll look back on these trips and realize I’d give anything to relive them.
What’s your best childhood roadtrip?