Originally Posted by janRN
Did you ever just "go for a ride"? On Sunday afternoons, my parents would say: let's go for a ride. No destination-just rode out into the country. Stopped to look a cows or horses or sheep. Now gas is expensive, the kids are playing video games, and if you slow your car down to look at something you could get blown off the road by the guy tailgating you (or in my area, they'd just shoot you).
We used to go on those infamous rides as children. No seat belts, windows down, Dad driving with no hands. My little brother on his lap driving. We would be gone all day, well to us anyways. Baloney sandwiches, chips and a soda was on the lunch menu.
My father never locked the front door at night. Some mornings we would find a friend sleeping there. Dad would feed them, talk to them then take them home.