My favorite part of our trips was as we were traveling along the highways. I sat sandwiched in between my brothers on the back seat. Dad always drove and mom played navigator in the passenger seat. Both my parents had wonderful singing voices and we'd all get to singing as we drove along, my brothers and I sitting there bouncing against the back of the seats in time to the melodies. "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall." "She'll Be Coming 'Round the Mountain." "Row, Row, Row Your Boat" in ROUNDS!! Wooo hooo, were we TALENTED! My favorite, tho, was an old marching song my Dad would sing from his time in the military. I'm very proud to say he's a Veteran of WWII and served 2 1/2 years in England during the War! This one we'd ALL sing as loud as we could. The words went something like this:
"I've got six pence, jolly jolly six pence.
I've got six pence to last me all my life.
I've got tuppence to spend and tuppence to lend
And tuppence to send home to my wife, poor wife.
No friends have I to grieve me,
No pretty little girls to deceive me!!
But happy is the day when the airman gets his pay
And we go rolling, rolling home.
Rolling home (Dead drunk!!)
Rolling Home (Dead drunk!)
By the light of the silvery moo-ooo-ooo-OOON!
Happy is the day when the airman gets his pay
And we go rolling, rolling home
We didn't have much money growing up...I was given a dime a week for my allowance, a lot of my clothes came as hand-me-downs from family friends. Never went to Disneyland. Never went to Hawaii. Never went out of the State of Washington! But those vacations snuggled in between my big brothers, my parents singing happily in the front seat...I wouldn't trade them for all the money in the world.