We never took a vacation as a family due to the lack of finances. Work was spotty for my father in the glass factory - lots of layoffs and strikes. This carried through to me when I was a single parent for years: vacation meant driving 800 miles north to visit the grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins. To this day, I would love to take a vacation with my son - but in that we are so diverse in our interests, I'm not sure what that would involve. I am still taking care of a handicapped sister. Getting away even for an overnight is nigh onto impossible. Still, my relationship with my son is totally opposite to what my relationship was with my father.
Loved this chapter! Again, thanks for writing this story for me!