Mom once wanted to walk from the front of the property to the back through the woods. She figured it would be cool as it was out of the sun but it also out of any breeze. It became a phrase that you don't go walking with mom or riding with dad. When I went to school in Superior WI mom went up to talk to the financial officer, his last day in that office. When he got to Spooner Wi mom was the first person there, so I got the aid.
We had a Plymouth with a push button transmission so she would let my sister drive us to the lake to swim.
I don't know how she managed the chaos in the winter with us playing in the house. Sometimes we would chase around the middle of the house on little trikes. When we got older dad had brought home a pool table that we set up in the living room, got pretty good at it.
Once we were going somewhere in Roseville MN, following mom's direction she had me take a right on this country road then left on the that road. This had me going through a bank drive through back out on the street we stared from, all she said was that's the way we went before. I wonder why dad would get upset on trips. Mom like to have extra people around, she would take her friend along when they went to a reunion by Brainerd to be dropped off 100+ miles southwest of there. I don't think she understood distance. I did this run once just to find out when we got to where she wanted to be that the people where not home they were in the second town we passed through on this trip. Yeah like I really wanted to drive an extra few hundred miles out of the way.
