I remember the summer of 1960 was the last driving vacation my family of four
took together - Chicago to Cape Cod to Washington, DC to Chicago. I remember
watching the first Nixon-Kennedy debate on TV and becoming a passionate Kennedy
supporter, but feeling guilty because my father was firmly in the Nixon
Republican camp. Like Ken, I also turned 14 in 1960 and entered high school
that fall, feeling well-prepared with the portable Royal typewriter (manual, of
course!) that my parents had given me for my 8th grade graduation. I remember
my father having to make his first out-of-town business trip, to New York City,
and how he became the first member of our family to fly commercially. I
remember my mother, sister and I driving with him to O’Hare Airport to see him
off and my mother nervously navigating the tollways to get the three of us back
home safely to our suburb. I remember earning spending money by babysitting
(which I hated) and working at the
local newspaper where my mother worked part-time (which I loved). I remember
my father insisting that I take Typing & Shorthand classes in 9th grade, but
him having to get special permission from the school board because I was in the
college prep program and not the vocational training program. I remember taking
my first French class and falling instantly in love with the language. "Ah,
yes, I remember it well!"
HistoryBuff
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