It’s an old family inside joke, When asked where we were from, we would say, Bel Air. It sounded cool, or at least normal. And it was partially true – because we lived IN a 1956 Chevy Bel Air coupe. Yeah, those were the days. We were homeless a lot….
We lived in Bel Air ..Chevy, that is.
I was a kid at the time and I didn’t exactly realize that this wasn’t normal. I’ve had an interesting life, anyway. I just thought I’d share this…
Try to imagine living in a car like this with your alcoholic gun-slinging dad and chain-smoking mom. We mostly slept in national parks and other forests of Oregon and California. Good times.
