My first trip with my Dad went from central Pennsylvania to Ft. Wayne Ind. in 1953 when I was FOUR years old. No car seat in a 1950 Brockway. The age has nothing to do with this incident, it is the driver. My Dad was very competent, professional, who took no chances. Many of todays younger drivers have no experience, no common sense or respect of the job they are doing. And by the way, I have taken my five year old grandson along on short runs with me, but he was in a car seat; not because it is a law but because it made sense to me to have him in it.