Growing up, our station wagon had a third seat which flipped up and faced out the rear window. The four of us took turns sitting in that coveted backward facing seat. When folded flat, the back seat enclosed an empty space large enough to hide . . . a child. In the early 60’s, as you may recall, children had almost no power ~ they were … Continue reading The Case of the Missing Child
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