Speaking of my recently departed mother, the most obvious memories of her would understandably be from my childhood: some memories from the '60's but the most vivid are, of course, from the '70's! I can even break them down year by year; that's how fond of the '70's I am!
Seriously, though, I remember the trip our family took to Florida in the summer of 1970. We stayed at the Marco Polo hotel in Miami Beach. It was a very nice hotel as I recall; we were able to go swimming on the beach behind the hotel.
On the way to Miami we made a stop in Titusville, Florida. My father had served as a full-time minister there in the '50's, and wanted to look up some friends that still lived there. My brother and I still chuckle at our memories of Titusville; it was a long way from Kansas City!
