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Of the many fond memories of time spent with my father, taking road trips, and the music he would play on the eight-track tape player, often sticks out in my mind. One particular trip was when we went to Atlanta to go to Six Flags Over Georgia. This trip pre-dated the opening of Disney World and Six Flags was the closest amusement park to us. This particular trip was with a group of Girl Scouts, of which my mom was one of the leaders. I remember it rained all the way up to Atlanta as I rode in t