What is the fondest memory you can remember from your childhood? When me and my family went on road trips. We had a van that we turned into a makeshift camper we called it the cookie truck. I would sit between my father and the door, there was a pedal on the floor that operated the headlights, it was my job to turn them on high or low beam. I enjoyed it because I got to sit and talk to my Father with no one else asking for him.
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