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Kids Kidnapped by Dad

“The best thing to spend on your children is time.”

—Arnold Glasow


Today’s story is from Mort Dukehart

My dad Mort, adventurer extraordinaire. “Pack your bags. We’re taking a weekend trip.”

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Mort (right) with his younger brother Jon, circa 1950

Virtually every weekend, my brother and I took a trip with Dad. Sometimes near, often far. We piled in the car. Off we went. We never knew where until we arrived. It might be just a few hours. It could be days. It was always a surprise.

Even on a rare weekend at home, Dad took us on long walks to pick up driftwood from Long Island Sound; or a short drive to check out new local sites. The Dukehart boys were doers, not observers. Dad wanted us to learn the world by experiencing it. And, he loved to spend time with his boys. We felt the same about him.    READ MORE 

A Road Trip with Dad

“The time is always right to do what is right.”

—Martin Luther King, Jr.

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Today’s story is from Kathy Hansen.

Another state line. Another state sign.
Welcome to North Carolina!

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Kathy (left) with dad Paul, mom Cora, brother & sister

Remember those road trips when you were a kid? Twenty questions. Songs. Counting cows. Name that car. State capitols. Word games. The hours drug on. Are we there yet? How much longer?

Now imagine a journey of two and half days. Every summer, that’s what we did. Grandma and Grandpa waited anxiously for us to pull in.

My name is Kathy. I was just 10. From Syracuse, New York to Florida we drove. In 1956, before interstates, it was a slog of almost three days. Maps, coolers, snacks, suitcases, plus Mom, Dad, me, my two brothers and sis. The car so packed it was fused to explode. Dad drove, Mom beside him. Me, my brothers and sister crammed in the back.    READ MORE