April 1964: Family was moving by car from Flint, MI to San Jose. Mom, Dad and 5 kids I was 10 years old, the oldest. We were in a Buick. Four boys in the back seat. Lil sister 2years old in the front. No seatbelts!!. Had cousins in Tucson about my age so naturally had to have a race of about 100yds over an uneven rock strewn field. I tripped over something(or one of my cousins tripped me) and went down hard on my left elbow. Huge gash and took a bunch of stiches. I had to take giant pills(either anti biotics or pain I dont remember) the rest of the trip. I had huge tonsils and would take me ten minutes of trying to get these down. I cried practically the rest of the way to San Jose because of the pain and these pills. Spent a couple days at my Uncle's(see link) in LA. The smog didn't do well with me in my condition and threw up a bunch of times. From LA to San Jose it was slow as there was no Hwy 5 in 1964. We took Hwy 99 through Bakersfield, Fresno etc.. Wasn't a freeway so tons of stoplights through those and the other small towns.