| Family Trips; Family Memories
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| My first memory of a family trip was a midnight Christmas holiday ride through the Appalachian mountains and long tunnels to a definitely haunted house in Kentucky. My guess is that this was in 1956 or 1958. Of course we also made long trips bundled in the back of a station wagon to Maine,
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| Then there was that great trip to the Osaka World Fair...the whole family....I still remember watching David (age 3) pick up a pair of chop sticks and learn to use them in under 3 seconds. This was in 1966 (?). Zev |
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| Who can forget our trip down the Salmon River. The orientation was classic. We all knew the River was running high and fast, so as new comers we were all a bit scared...though we didn't want to show it. The trip leader was giving a lecture about safety and procedure. Stan asks, "What if that doesn't work?" Tour guide responds, "You go with the flow." Stan pauses, then retorts, "What if that doesn't work?" In a nanosecond the tour guide responds, "You wing it." And we did...most of us have been winging it ever since....!!! Thanks, Stan. | ||||||||||||||||||||
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And then there was Israel...
What a tribute to real family values... Grandpa, Dad, Stan... You are our 'Fearless leader, ; who got us all the way to the Holy Land... We are all forever changed by the experience... |
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