A neighbor's son who's home from college was just telling me that his younger sister recently got her driver's license. He seemed a little freaked that his baby sister would now be 'out there' on the road. The same road he drives on. I know that feeling. When my two nephews, both of whom are now in college, learned to drive, I probably worried almost as much as their mother (my sister) did. Sam and Ben are very different drivers. Sam drives like a little old man. I mean that in the most complimentary way. He's extremely careful and cautious but drives the speed limit and is a defensive driver. Ben, the younger one, has a tendency to be the kind of driver that Sam has to defend himself from. Ben has gotten better over the past two years but he now lives on campus and rides his bike pretty much everywhere. For now, it's probably for the best.
Coach: "Henderson, did you dye yore ha-yer?"
Me (kind of taken aback): "No!"
Coach: "Hmph. Looks differ'nt."
Nothing like having everyone else in the class trying not to laugh (I heard a few snickers) while the coach continued with the roll call. This guy rarely reacted outwardly to anything. Not even the, probably not unusual, incident when the obligatory gross-out this-will-happen-to-you driver's ed film was shown. It was pretty bad. I remember the photos on the screen of the victims of a fatal crash including a very young child. Coach did end up a little startled and I nearly came out of my desk-chair -- you know, the kind where the desk and chair are all one piece -- when the girl sitting next to me fainted. When she went down, her entire desk-chair went with her onto the concrete floor. I did jump up out of my seat because the classroom had been so quiet. The girl was OK after she regained consciousness and was sent to the school nurse.
Coach: "Do you know what you did?"
Me (cringing): "I ran a red light?"
Coach: "OK. So long as you know."
After I got my learner's permit but before I got my license, my dad bought me a beautiful used (one owner) 1966 silver blue Mustang. I couldn't drive it yet but my friends and I had a great time sitting in it on Friday nights and backing it up and down my parent's driveway. Ah, the small things in life.