
One of my fondest memories growing up was a road trip where Dad piled the family in the station wagon, you know the one, with fake wood on side and drove the long way from Oklahoma to Saskatchewan, Canada. By long way I mean we saw Disney Land, Wall Drugs, San Francisco, and Glacier National Park along the way as we zigged and zagged our way north.
I remember driving late into the night, sitting . . . → Read More: Back To Our Road Tripping Roots








