Frazz by Jef Mallett for November 24, 2016

As I recall, I annoyed my sisters.

The 1600’s had homespun, wool and fire places. No electricity, and unfriendly neighbors too. Oh and a very strict religious code that was in fact law. If you learn to read you can maybe find one book—-the Bible and not much else.

Well son, back in the days when “the horse knew the way to grandma’s house” there were other interests that could be pursued under those blankets, not to mention comfy sleep. :)

We were all readers, so we’d just bury our noses in books.

It’s astonishing that any children survived roughing it back in the 90s…

We had this thing called “Imagination”.

back seat bingo. finding the alphabet on the car plates. Color challenges. napping. Mooing at cows. Holding breath while passing cemeteries. picking up feet when crossing rail road tracks

keeping a list of license plate states.Are we there yet?

Games and books.

They had good heaters and/or blankets in their cars or on the trains. Thanksgiving did not become a real national holiday until after WWII.

Oh you poor things! No video player in the back seat! My dad’s ‘56 Chevy didn’t even have a radio. He didn’t even get one until the Cuban Missile Crisis.

Ah, that would be called BOOKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My parents would take half of my weekly comic book purchases and put them away about two months before a move or long road trip. Later it be paperback or hardcover books like Tom Corbett or Capt. Future, later Ellison or Heinlein.

My parents wouldn’t let me read in the car (it made me carsick); so I would stare out the window and daydream. Now I’m the one behind the wheel.

No siblings so my parents talked to me, it helped them stay awake to boot. Or we’d sing “99 miles of road to drive” the # would re-update at mileage signs…..