Vacation is a word that conjures up so many different memories. When we were kids, vacation meant our family of four kids and two parents piling in a nine-passenger station wagon without air conditioning and driving to Lookout Mountain, Tennessee or Mammoth Cave, Kentucky or even Santa Claus, Indiana. These were the kind of trips we took with our family as kids. Always fairly close because the cars were never newish or in great condition and there was always the chance that it would break down on us. The trips were usually only one or two nights in a single hotel room because more than that was NOT in the budget. As often as not, our family vacations were to Ohio to visit our cousins and/or attend our annual family reunion.

When we were kids, vacation meant our family of four kids and two parents piling in a nine-passenger station wagon without air conditioning and driving... Click To Tweet Continue reading