Summary
We grew up with one black-and-white TV, one car with AM radio, one telephone, one stereo playing one Pat Cooper record, one wage- earner who worked in a tire factory and no computer or cable TV. No wonder my parents took us on Sunday drives. The Sunday drive was like channel-surfing on cable now; you'd see other towns and people fly by, in color. Except it would take five hours instead of 20 seconds. (To this day, I can do a whole day's travel without going to the bathroom. I don't need to eat either. I'm like a camel, with a smaller neck. And I spit a little less.)
But I digress. After the go-go '80s and the buy-buy '90s (when SUVs became as big as houses), we need a real purpose to travel around the state and country on $2-a-gallon gas. These days, we leave town to visit relatives (not enough), take the kids to sports travel games (constantly), shop for colleges (our third time is next summer) and find restaurants where I get 10 frequent-flyer miles for every dollar on my credit card.See the full content of this document
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Pack Up the Car, and Follow Your Bliss On a Weekend
My wife has a love-hate thing with dining at places on The Card, where I rack up miles that the airline never lets us use. But it's a hobby. We came out of a softball lesson in t...
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