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i'm so sorry about your dad, bob. i think my dad's death was work induced too, but we won't be sure. .....toby i remember the same thing. we used to do alot of long distance car riding, and i, too, would stretch out and look at the signs going along, i'd look at how the moon followed us, i can't imagine those drives all strapped in sitting in buckets. i realize it's safer, but i'm glad we had it differently and lived through it.
I also recall the seatbelt-free days. I have many good memories of lying down in the back of my parents' car, my head usually on my grandmother's lap as I read aloud the neon signs fronting the many motels along Collins Avenue in Miami Beach. They flashed past the side windows at just the perfect angle for reading.
I'm sorry to read about your father, Robert. He must have suffered a lot. My husband talks often of his grandfather who worked all kinds of dangerous jobs inhaling noxious fumes long before OSHA.
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