The below is an excerpt from my opinion piece first published by the Springfield Daily Citizen on Saturday, March 2.
You either grow up in a driving family or you don’t. You can find a few exceptions, but not many. Which kind of family you grow up in influences you for life.
In a non-driving family, sometimes going to the local grocery store is a chore that can trigger an anxiety attack. Meanwhile, for a driving family, all it takes is an invitation like “Wanna ride along?” and you’ll be in the car and four blocks away before you even think to ask where you are going.
We grew up in a driving family, at least on Dad’s side of the family. Driving was and is part of our DNA. It was a combination of living in suburban Kansas City and the necessity of getting to and from the various activities of five boys.
Cars also represented independence and freedom to my brothers and me. Plus, when we were able to afford cars with air-conditioning, there were some days (then and still) that the only place the warm-blooded Kincaids could get cool on hot summer days was in the car. It was recycled cold air in a small, enclosed space.
Read the full story at the Springfield Daily Citizen >>
You either grow up in a driving family or you don’t. You can find a few exceptions, but not many. Which kind of family you grow up in influences you for life.
In a non-driving family, sometimes going to the local grocery store is a chore that can trigger an anxiety attack. Meanwhile, for a driving family, all it takes is an invitation like “Wanna ride along?” and you’ll be in the car and four blocks away before you even think to ask where you are going.
We grew up in a driving family, at least on Dad’s side of the family. Driving was and is part of our DNA. It was a combination of living in suburban Kansas City and the necessity of getting to and from the various activities of five boys.
Cars also represented independence and freedom to my brothers and me. Plus, when we were able to afford cars with air-conditioning, there were some days (then and still) that the only place the warm-blooded Kincaids could get cool on hot summer days was in the car. It was recycled cold air in a small, enclosed space.
Read the full story at the Springfield Daily Citizen >>