We moved from Yakima to Pocatello the summer of (July?) 1967. Dad had been living in Pocatello for a few months while we children finished the school year, he found a house, and we sold the red brick Yakima house.
On the way to Yakima, the tire blew out on the old green station wagon. I believe Mom had been driving and she managed to safely and calmly bring the car to a stop. Dad came back with the moving truck. I seem to recall Dad complimenting how sensibly the car had been brought to a stop.
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