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Illustration Friday: Journey



Back in the days when Sienna was a paint color and Odyssey was a Greek epic— long before car seats, booster seats, rear climate control, iPod interfaces, Bluetooth, and molded cup holders for  Triple Venti Non-Fat Caramel Macchiatos—the all-American family car was a Ford Country Squire. Ours was lemon-yellow with faux wood panels, and probably averaged about 14 mpg.

My eldest sister was a teenager and avoided us completely. So on our journeys to the local YMCA on wicked-hot days in August, my brother rode shot-gun and the back bench seat was relegated to my sister and me, where it was all about that invisible-but-never-to-be-crossed line that separated her space from mine. But after we stopped at the farm stand on the way home, the watermelon was always parked at my feet.

Illustration Friday: Travel

A trip down memory lane. . . .well before the days of frequent flyer miles and points earned while driving up credit card debt, our mode of transit on family vacations was an efficiently-packed classic Ford Country Squire. Some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals (but not really).IF-Travel

Illustration Friday: Identical

My cousin’s other cousins had a very big family with eleven kids. I don’t remember many specifics, but I do remember they had an enormous house filled with lots of redheads with freckles. And, like most big Catholic families back in those days, one kid became a priest and one became a nun.