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Katie's avatar

These are amazing. That is all.

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Christina Martinson's avatar

In Louisiana in 1994, 15 year olds could get their license. I mean WHAT?! My parents paid for me to take drivers ed, because with my September birthday, I would have had to wait until the following summer to take it from the coaches at school. The driver's ed instructor sent home their recommendation letter that I wait to get my license until I had more practice. I intercepted the letter and put it in the trash. (This story is famous in my family as the only time I, a tragic rule follower, ever pulled such a stunt.)

When it was time for my driving test, my dad took me in my mom's Lincoln Continental. I was so nervous, I backed it out of the parking spot without turning the engine on. Still passed! The test in Minden, LA consisted of one loop around the civic center on one way streets. No parking or anything. I still can't parallel park.

After I got my license, I drove other people's children around in a 1987 Jeep Cherokee that my dad proudly told me he bought for "less than a used 4-wheeler." Zero airbags, Zero car seats. How did we all survive?!

I point out that my boys can ride their bikes to their presumed high school pretty much every time we drive past it.

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