One other road trip I remember was in the summer of 1970. I was the last child at home and we took a trip to Pagosa Springs, Colorado. At that time there were 2 motels (only 1 of which had a swimming pool) and 1 hotel in town. When we got to town, the 2 motels were full, so we stayed in the Pagosa Springs Hotel. All night long, I remember the neon sign outside our window, flashing, "POOL, POOL, POOL" in bright red neon! And you could hear the pool hall below us, until 1:00 a.m. These are sweet memories.