Here you wring from me an admission I was the child who always dreaded long rides in the car, subject to 'motion sickness' because of an inner ear imbalance.
To this day, discomfort is immediate when I watch a horizon tilt on a television screen!
I can fly in a commercial plane with no problems, praying there is no turbulence, but don't ask me to go in a small one..:))
Thus it was in 1955 I found myself as a Navy wife moving from Norfolk up to Chincoteague, and having to get there by ferry - as you say, Lori, LONG before the bridge spanned from shore to shore!
The ride did greatly bother me, even though the water was smooth, added to the fact I was pregnant with my second son.
My first little boy was 11 months old, sitting happily in his little hooked on elevated seat, complete with steering wheel feature.
It was a milestone, for he uttered clearly his Very First Word other than ma-ma/da-da....tweaking his favorite little stuffed toy, he looked at me and said, "PLUTO!"
Yes, a precocious child indeed. At age 2 one day when I was busy cleaning, he held up his little brother's ABCDE teething ring and asked "What's this?
To shorten the interruption, I said "That's an A, honey."
He returned a few minutes later - "That's a "B" - and within one hour, found I could hold any of them up and he correctly identified all five!
Excited by his ability to comprehend, I made all the letters of the alphabet, mounted them on 8 1/2" x 11" colored construction paper, and taped them just above his reach over his crib.
In three days, he could read them all in any sequence, slowed down only by a G, that I had to differentiate as a "C" with a "hook on it."
Thereafter, walking along the street and seeing things written on store windows, Steve would point and say, "S - A - L - E, Mama".....persons staring in disbelief in then 1956.
(Presently working on his doctorate, 2/3rds of the way through, learning a lifetime thing.)
Kevin was equally bright, both entering first grade - without any kindergarten other than just Mama - scoring in the 98 percentile on entrance tests.
10. Your annual breast exam is done at Hooter's.
9. Directions to your Doctor's office include "Take a left when you enter the trailer park."
8. The tongue depressors taste faintly of Fudgesicles.
7. The only proctologist in the plan is "Gus" from Roto-Rooter.
6. The only item listed under Preventative Care coverage is "An apple a day."
5. Your primary care physician is wearing the pants you gave to Goodwill last month.
4. "The patient is responsible for 200% of out of network charges" is not a typographical error.
3. The only expense covered 100% is "embalming."
2. With your last HMO, your Prozac didn't come in different colors with little "M"s on them.
AND THE NUMBER ONE SIGN YOU'VE JOINED A VERY CHEAP HMO:
1. You ask for Viagra, and they give you a Popsicle stick and duct tape