…the Top 40 chart leader was that Nancy Sinatra song: “These Boots Are Made For Walkin’”. As I recall, the lyrics were: “blah blah blah blah blah ONE OF THESE DAYS THESE BOOTS ARE GOING TO WALK ALL OVER YOU.”
And in my tiny, pre-school, everything-is-literal brain, I believed the song was a horrific announcement that out there, somewhere, was a pair of boots walking around crushing children. I knew that it was only a matter of time before they found me and WALKED ALL OVER ME.
I lived in silent dread, waiting for those boots to show up.
At the same time, I lived in fear of an anvil falling out of the sky, but for some reason only while riding in the car. And this is why I never stuck my head out the window.
It was a rough year.
This is so cute……and sad, but really cute.
Maybe too much viewing of Road Runner?
(MD) Probably. I learned a lot about magnets from that show…
Of course, Mother has to make a comment. Was it around then that you opened the car door while I was still driving?
Seat belt rules were sketchy at that time if I remember correctly. Then there was the time I let you stand up in the convertible and got chewed out by a cop (which I surely deserved).
Scary times huh. Glad that you escaped the boots and the anvil. That was no easy task I’m sure. Fun post.