The Sunday Drive

When I was a little kid we went on Sunday drives. Dad, mom and me and my little brother would jump in the car, get a dozen donuts at Danny Donuts on old route 66 and hit the road to explore.   Don’t know if my parents had any plan or destination in mind when we pulled out of the driveway or not, but I’ll tell you that those drives made memories that are still with me and some of my fondest.  I’m sure they stoked the fires of my curiosity, wanderlust and love of exploration, and travel that I have. (photo from the early 1970's Margo and brother Ward visiting Elephant Rocks State Park on a Sunday drive).