Personal Memory

When I was a child, I traveled everywhere with my grandmother and grandfather. We drove all over the country in his green Chevrolet. It was called the Green Hornet, because he always bought a new green car.

We went on a trip to Kansas City, Missouri, to visit my Uncle Frank, who was graduating from basic training. It was very hot and we did not have air conditioning in the Green Hornet. On the way to Kansas City, I began to take off my clothing and jumped from the front seat of the car to the back seat of the car. I also wanted to stop and use the restroom.

Finally, when I was down to an undershirt and panties, my grandfather turned to me in the back seat of the car and said, "If you don't sit down and be quiet, the next time you take a trip with us, you'll be driving!"