Keys and Vacations
Someone made mention that they were going on a “Vacation Trip”, and the old marbles started me thinking. In the 1950s – 60s, when we lived in “Florida”, and when you live in “Florida” you inherit long lost friends, that would like to visit and , “of course you can stay with us,” my husband Lee would be saying on the phone!
We would come to St.Louis , a week before the “4th of July” , so we could pick up “Fireworks”, on the way up. Where we would be staying there would be lots of kids, and my husband like to put on a good show, for entertainment.
The preparation started with the station wagon to the garage, so they could check everything and change the oil and maybe our trip would be without problems? Also packing clothes and all the favorites, all lined up at the door to go! “A problem”, before we even left, no house keys to lock up? All the years of living there and never locking the doors, had to call a “Locksmith”? The “Locksmith” made several keys and the next day we were oft and driving!
We spent two weeks in “St.Louis”, and now on the way back. It’s a long drive back to “Ft.Lauderdale”, we are tired and it is around 2:00AM – NO KEYS – my husband had to pull a glass from the “Jalousie ” door! “We Broke In! “
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