Race

Yesterday my first born turned 16 and while all  boys and some  girls  on their 16th have only one thing on their mind – getting their driver’s licence – it didn’t even hit her radar.

My older brother  was in charge of “teaching” me how to drive – for him this meant pushing  his foot on top of mine on the gas pedal and flooring it- “Nance, you gotta know a car’s full power”. It was a wood panelled station wagon that seemed to go on for a block. Turbo.

He turned to the birthday girl and offered to teach her  ” assuming you are  like the rest of the women in our family  and think R stands for Race?”

Look what is on my list for Christmas this year on my other post by clicking here

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