My three kids piled into the back of a 1954 Plymouth recently along with their 5-year-old cousin, the windows cranked down to let the hot summer breeze flow through, trying to cool off the sweltering interior of the old car.But, my 8-, 5- and 2-year-olds didn't seem to care. They bounced on the bench seat, hanging their arms out of the window and waving at neighbors. The antique car, painted light aqua and cream, was something different, something new, at least to them.And although [...]
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