The other day, I was buckling my daughter into her car seat (which is not always an easy task when you have an almost two year old that has discovered if she sticks her arms and legs out straight mom can't do anything!), and I started to think of when I was little and my parents would take all the kids for a ride.
Back in the 70s there were no laws regarding carseats, never mind a booster seat! Our rides started with sleeping bags and lawn chairs in the back of dads '68 Ford pickup named Betsy.
Winter or Summer it didn't matter, Dad had a truck cap for the colder months. I was the youngest so I had to wait until I was old enough to score a seat on the tire fender well or lawn chair. My seat was the spare tire in the middle. Sometimes if Mom didn't come I could sneak up on the fender well. On the most daring of days I would con my brother into standing on the spare tire and we could hold on to the lights on top of the truck. (Hey it was safe - he was holding on to me and he was the older one!)
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Growing up in Coventry was an experience it itself. A lot of people would refer to you as a "Hick". Hmm, maybe I get the reference after my pickup truck memory, but I wouldn't change a thing.
