When I was young (3-7) my family was very family oriented. We did everything with my Aunts and Uncles and my cousins. Every summer my dad would pay for the families to go to Florida for week vacation at the beach (We lived in Memphis). One year we traveled to California via the Grand Canyon and Mexico. My dad own restaurants but found time to be with kids. My mom passed when I was 7, in the first grade. Everything changed. My dad dated some after my mom died and finally remarried to a stereotype stepmom-wicked witch of the west. She didn't allow us to have have contact with my mom's family. Life change at that time from better to worst. This was in the fifties and to give an idea of who my step mom was, her ex-huband got custody of their 4 kids.