Those were the days of 1/2 a tank to get there the other 1/2 to get back leave after fridays dinner - load the back of the wagon with hampers and blankets and all 7 of us kids singing to the radio laughing -telling silly jokes - falling asleep under the stars curled up side by side - waking up to Ma cooking bacon and eggs in an iron skillet on a fire, while Dad made toasted bread. My son and me did the same thing we sang to the radio - told the same old jokes - fished for our dinners - curled up in our blankets side by side by a fire talking til sleep over took us..I sure do miss those good ol days