Oh, I remember those yellow California plates of the 1950s. One of the distractions our parents often encouraged was for us to “collect” different province and state licence plates as we travelled. Better than us poking each other and whining about who had more space and all the other annoying things four boys could find to do in the back seat of the car.
A blast from the past!
Oh, I remember those yellow California plates of the 1950s. One of the distractions our parents often encouraged was for us to “collect” different province and state licence plates as we travelled. Better than us poking each other and whining about who had more space and all the other annoying things four boys could find to do in the back seat of the car.