Mom packed us all up when the baby was six weeks old and we drove to California. Little baby Raymond swinging in a canvas bed from the roof of our car. By that time we had a seven-passenger Studebaker.
Oh, the fun we had camping along the roadside, pitching a tent, getting out folding cots, washing in brooks – and always hungry. Poor Mom!
In those days you packed everything in the car or outside – we had running boards on each side of the car – then put a luggage gate on to hold the clothing, pots, pans, dishes, bedding, and food.