1. I don't ever recall using a seat belt. I preferred to lie in on the shelf-like space above the back seat under the back window, just perfect for my 6-year-old frame on a long car trip.
2. There was no Suburban in those days, not even a minivan, just sedans for families of four like mine and the grandiose station wagons for my friends with larger families. If there was an over-abundance of kids, all the seats were put down and we rolled around like apples on a goat cart. If we behaved ourselves, real cigarettes were passed out so we would be quiet and pretend to smoke.
3. No one was supervised. Ever.
4. No one asked me if I wanted to go to camp. Nope, my input was not required and I was sealed, signed and delivered for weeks on end to various summer programs. The summer my brother and I stood together in our refusal, we were quick to never voice our disdain again. We found ourselves walking for the most part to camps around our small town and yes, there was a two-week computer camp available in 1982 at, quite obviously, a cutting-edge private school.
5. Speaking of school, in those days color charts were not sent home to represent behavior. I personally had my own desk in the hall where I was banished for being a talkative first-grader. For being impudent, I was lifted and placed in a large cafeteria trashcan. Righteous punishment, and my parents likely agreed.
6. No one demanded to know your whereabouts; if anything, you were encouraged to roam far and wide. It was the days before technology or babysitters existed and the door was locked from the inside, with exceptions only for blood, until dinnertime.