Post #315029 by The Gnomon on Tue, Jun 26, 2007 9:42 AM

In 1966 and again in 67 or 68 (I forget which), I drove the full length of Rt. 66 from Chicago to LA. My mom was afraid to fly. She drove everywhere. When I got my license in 1966, she asked me if I would like to go with her to visit friends and relatives in Chicago, Texas, and California. She'd drive all day, I'd drive all night and we'd stop at a nice "motor inns (with heated pool)" along the way. This was not a hard sell for a new licensee. Both trips were a blast.

Both times we'd leave CT and take the MA Turnpike to the NY State Thruway to the PA Turnpike, etc. to Chicago. Later we'd return to Chicago and come home that same way. But from Chicago we'd go west on the southern route via Rt. 66 and on the return we'd take a northern route, first to Vegas and then back to Chicago various ways so that we'd go through as many states as possible. By the time I was 18 I had visited all the states except Washington and Alaska (obviously, didn't drive to Hawaii—or did I).

Your pics bring back great memories. Thanks.