I remember when I could fill up my car at 35 cents a gallon and go cruising all night with the gang rocking out to excellent music on this new thing called FM radio.
If I ever get to the point where I'm reliant on broccoli...well, there just would be no point...She drove from the city she lived in with several bags of broccoli so that she had food to eat while she was gone.
My aunt lived just down the road from her MIL. Aunt told me that MIL got her license back in the time when you just walked in, filled out the paper work and you could drive, or rather, you were allowed to drive. I remember seeing some of those people when I was a kid. They had no idea about where to be in a lane, how to drive with foot on the gas and keeping the car at a steady speed, driving in a weaving pattern. Especially after I took driver's ed. that I could see that many people needed better drivers education, not just being handed the keys and taking off.I remember when you could just apply for a drivers licence and start driving (your boyfriend's car ).
I can remember when I didn't click on the same thread I had just finished reading.I remember when I could click on a thread and remember why I was here
I was driving tractors by 8. Plowing gardens for us and the neighbors by 10.Little kids around here are driving everything except cars. They're not allowed to drive cars till they're 14 with a farm license, and then at 15 they can drive a car to school, church, or on the farm. But seriously, I've seen kids driving combines. My favorite cousin's granddaughter that is 8 handles the ride em mower just fine. Most kids are driving tractor at 10.
Dad had me driving his big Oliver tractor by 7!!! He thought I loved it, but it was big and scary!! I never let on that it was scary, I did it !!I was driving tractors by 8. Plowing gardens for us and the neighbors by 10.
Dad couldn't keep me off of his. For that matter I was on any tractor that was around. I'm still like that.Dad had me driving his big Oliver tractor by 7!!! He thought I loved it, but it was big and scary!! I never let on that it was scary, I did it !!
Kinda how I taught my kids to drive - but sitting in my lap - they would steer and shift and I did the leg work.I would stand between the seat and the steering wheel and drive.
Grandpa would work it pedals and I would shift and steer.
If I remember it was in an early 1950s F100.
I was around 6 or 7.
I got caught in town in his truck when I was 12.
The cop chewed me out and sent me home, alone, with a warning to not drive Grandpas truck without him in it.
When I was older 10 or 11 he would let me drive his Ford 9n tractor.
I thought that was fun, until it turned into work
Sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee with my Grand motherMy happiest memory was winter time at my Grand Parents house
Waking up to the smell of coffee and bacon and the fire place burning
Yeah, people ruin a good thing by not picking up their trash or starting fires etcI remember when you could roam all thru the woods and walk cross county and not be bothered by property owners about trespassing.
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