I have so many memories, I don't know where to start....hiding under grandma's round dining room table at Thanksgiving listening to the adults, watching my 2 years younger brother eating grandma's dog's food out of the can, going to other grandma's cousins' farm in MI for a week or two in the summer
(I was raised in Chicago), my mom's cousin's house with a huge finished attic where all of us kids would play, trip up Pike's Peak with dad driving & mom saying "Jack, slow down", crossing a river in PA on vacation saying to my mom "Johnny's turning green (yep, Johnny got sick & barfed all over the back seat) :D, trips to my cousins in MN & their summer cottage, donkey baseball games & summer concerts at the village square in MN (remember I was a city girl, this was all new to me :-D ).
Hmm, I may have to send this question to my daughters to see what they say--that'd be interesting :lol: