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AS A GROUP, minivan buyers must skew heavily toward the nice and well-adjusted—parents who know no other way but to put their kids first, who bury their own needs in a grotesque hole of denial never to be seen again.
I spent my childhood in a Ford pickup with my father chain-smoking and the windows rolled up, so I know the difference. Dad actually removed the lap belts because they were “in his way.”
For parents of young…