Who remembers when they first learned to drive?

For me it was from the summer through fall of 1995.  I was 19 at the time.  Both my dad and older brother had their own cars, but for whatever reason refused to teach me.  So with the money I had from my part time job I paid for my own lessons.

Twenty driving sessions and a decent road test later I was officially licensed by the state of New York to operate a passenger vehicle.  However I was not able to obtain my first car for another year and a half. It took even longer than that for my dad to soften up and finally allow me to drive his car!

The point is this: I had to learn before I operated.  We learn before we “do.” You make a plan before you execute.  We crawl before we walk.  You get the idea.

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