Peanuts, History, and Legacy

I associate road trips with my childhood. I'm sure in my memory they are exaggerated, mere hours turned into long days in the car by the recollection of my impatient youth. We'd drive for extended trips to see family over summer or to explore on vacation. I was, and still am short. I'd grab a pillow and blanket and lie all the way flat stretched out across the backseat, sleeping easily while my dad drove through the night as he preferred. Otherwise, I'd be reading, able to somehow ignore the motion of the car and tune out the world in favor of an imaginary world in a book.

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