Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Car Adventures

When we moved to North Andover, MA, we had a hard time getting around the cow paths (aka streets). They turned and twisted, and this was the time before GPS units.
Mom was always notorious for getting us lost on our car rides with her.
We had to find my elementary school before the school year started, and we became hopelessly lost. We kept finding ourselves on the same streets, going in circles for an hour or so.
When we asked Mom why we were so lost, she said, "We aren't lost - we're on an adventure!" She never really seemed to mind too much if we didn't know where we were or how we were going to find our way back.
This was her motto nearly every time we got lost, and we got lost a lot in New England.

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