Sunday, September 1, 1963, my Dad and I piled my stuff into his 1959 Buick and headed for West Chicago, Illinois to settle me in the Wheaton Academy dormitory.

The full story of the day is like the wagon trains heading west in peril of life and limb, but we made it (in a Volkswagen, not the Buick).

My main blog is the Tipsy Teetotaler,