To the editor:

Some of the best memories of my childhood are of driving home at night from trips, snuggled in the back seat with my brother and a blanket, the lights of the dashboard shining in the darkness and the soothing sound of my parent’s gentle murmuring to each other lulling me to sleep. The adults were in charge, I was safe, and my world was in order.

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