The melody lingers on….

Does your day ever start with a song on the radio that ends up dancing through your head, repeatedly, all day long?

Mine just did and it has me smiling on a rainy, gloomy, Monday morning to boot; the familiar tune drifting across my kitchen brought back a pleasant memory.
 

Allow me to set the scene……
  
                  

 
A hot summer day, in 1974, finds me en route to Jones Beach State Park in New York, driving my huge Pontiac Catalina station wagon; 400 cu in V8 <manly-type grunt>, heavy as an ocean liner, fully equipped, including the latest 8-track Quadraphonic tape player, <sigh>  how I loved that car!

 
In the back seat, my firstborn daughter, age 2 ½, decked-out in the cutest bright pink bikini, direct from Bamberger’s (known now as Macy’s).  Jennifer sported her “Pebbles Flintstone” hairdo and bobbed back and forth, clapping her hands, to the Hues Corporation as the group sang “Rock the Boat” on the car stereo.

                                                  
No Astronaut-engineered, claustrophobic, car seats back then, heck, parents tethered their offspring into their vehicles with just the seat belt. Most children, like my daughter, managed to slip out of the restraint and stood up to look out of the car window.

Looking back, I was impressed at how well she held on around sharp turns.

I know, I know, cars were so much bigger thirty years ago and people were not so hell-bent on driving as if they were in the Indy 500. Road trips were enjoyable, even with children in the car because the necessity of being “connected” to a choking assortment of electronic devices in our automobiles back then did not exist!

No Cell Phones, Navigation, iPods, Mobile Video and game systems, Bluetooth this n’ that or Radar Detectors combined to create hazardous distractions while we were on the highways and bi-ways.  We talked with our kids while driving, reached into the back seat, without losing control, either to feed snacks or administer a slap, when necessary.  Let’s face it, we were not in as much of a mad rush to go everywhere as we are in present times yet managed to all arrive in one piece!

Nope….life, for me, was just a happy song, shared by a mother and her child, on a beautiful summer morning, on their way to a day at the beach.

                                                        

      


 

      

 

                                                             
 

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