Oh wow. If you could call a buckle-up PSA beautiful, this one certainly is.
I remember my mother taking me along to lots of “Buckle up” events when I was a child in Tulsa, OK, in the early 1980s. Needless to say I always buckle up and buckle up my son. Hubby’s gotten better about staying buckled up. It used to be whenever he would get on the road approaching his mother’s house that he would take his seat belt off, but he hasn’t done that in at least a year now.