|My Dad, My Brothers, and Me at the Howard Johnson's|
When I was almost 4 years old, we took our first, and biggest, family vacation. It was a road trip to Alpena, Michigan and it would require a couple of overnight stays in a motel. I can't tell you in which city we stopped, but I do have some strong memories about a Howard Johnson's motel. Since I was so young, they are just fragments of remembrance, but I can close my eyes and see them clearly. This was the first time I ever had one of those tiny, single serving boxes of cereal that they served for breakfast at the restaurant that was always attached to the motel. After that trip, I begged my mother to buy them for me at home! The roof was bright orange, the doors to the rooms were alternately green and orange and there were machines that dispensed ice in the hallway. We took pictures outside the motel before we headed farther north, everyone smiling and clearly having fun. Within a few years, we would spend nights in another Howard Johnson's. This time in Lexington, Kentucky where we went to see my brothers working together as an evangelistic team. On this trip our group included my grandmother, sister in law, and my brother's girlfriend. I was older this time and could appreciate the comfortable bed and free stationary! Each occasion we would have to travel, we would usually look for a Howard Johnsons because it was a name we knew we could trust.
|Mom and Dad in Lexington at Howard Johnsons|