Road Trip

Zoom Into New Memories on a West Coast Driving Vacation

Summer 1971. I am 12 years old. Dad packs us up on a cross-country adventure in our Rambler station wagon. My siblings and I are hypnotized by endless ribbons of highway and occasionally snapped out of our stupor by natural wonders and man-made monuments. Cheap souvenir stands give us an excuse to stop and purchase

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