Good ol wagon days

Boy things sure have changed over the years.
My best friend's Mom had a 56 Chevy wagon that we sat on the tailgate with our legs hanging down while going back and forth the 6 miles from my house to his.
On paved roads and through town.
Granted it was a town with 325 population and one Sherriff that drove through once a day.
It was 1968 and I was in the 6th or 7th grade.