HIGHWAY TO PARADISE
WHEN MY SIBLINGS AND I were growing up, summer brought freedom to fish and swim in the river whenever we wanted, but by mid-July, we were restless. That’s when Daddy packed all eight of us in his 1949 Chevrolet coupe for a vacation at Grand Isle. We were joined by most of our extended family (including aunts, uncles, and dozens of cousins), neighbors, and a few of Daddy’s coworkers.
“WE TOOK TURNS
