From my oldest son during last Sunday’s dinner (and he was serious): “When I go some place where there are kids, they always seem to gravitate toward me. I don’t know why; I don’t have any experience with children.”
This photo was taken during our trip down the Alaska highway in 1990. Oldest son would be 11 years old and his baby brother 7 months or so.
We’re still looking fairly clean and mostly happy, so this must be the first day of travel. The door to the travel trailer is open and I’m probably in there making a pot of coffee and fixing lunch or supper.
I miss those road trips with the whole family including the pets.