By: Daryl Smith, editor of Seeing The Everyday (published 4 times a year)
Sitting by my Dad's hospital bed yesterday,
I thought back to my favorite family vacation.
I can't remember how old I was but it was somewhere in my middle childhood.
I think it was when the twins were babies, so there were probably 7 of us kids.
Anyway, my Dad had the idea of staying home for a week
and doing something special in our own town every day for 5 or 6 days straight.
One day he took us on a tour of the court house....when does anyone take time to do that?
It was followed by lunch at Anna'a Tea House.
I still remember the little sandwiches without crust.
Another day we all went to the movies together. (a big deal back then)
Can't remember much about the details of the other planned days,
but I do remember being so excited each night as we would go to sleep
thinking of the adventure waiting us the next morning.
We got to explore our own town, and do it all together as a family.
This happened nearly 45 years ago, but I still think about it every single summer.