I know exactly what the title of this new movie refers to, I grew up in the way, way back of our chocolate brown with fake wood paneling, Country Squire station wagon. Every family we knew from Concord to Jupiter Island had one. The youngest of four, I never got to ride “shotgun” or rarely even next to a window. Hating the middle seat, I often opted for the fold-up third row. As we were shuttled around to tennis, the barn, sailing, the club, and friends’ houses, I viewed life from this rear-facing seat.
Except, when we went on trips and needed the luggage space, then I would sit in the front between my parents on the bench seat; this was pre seat belts and child safety anything. On one fateful ski trip in Vermont when I was 5, we were in a horrific accident and I was launched face first into the dashboard and windshield. Thanks to a brilliant plastic surgeon in Boston, I look just like my eldest sister.
“The Way, Way Back”, starring Steve Carell and Toni Collette, got good reviews, and despite my mixed memories of the last seat in the car, I cannot wait to see the film.
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