My Driving Instructor
Published Jan 01, 1900
My driving instructor was a pleasant middle-aged man who accepted the blunders I made with unfailing patience. I asked him if driving lessons were, perhaps, a part-time occupation. "No," he replied, "I do it on a full-time basis - nine or ten hours a day."
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "That must be rugged."
"It isn't too bad," he grinned. "I'm pretty well paid, well insured, single, and my hair is already white."
Originally published November 14, 2002.
