Saturday, April 1, 2017
Learning to drive
Being a farmers son made learning to drive a pretty easy endeavor for me .
I got my first lesson for driving on dads old tractor.
I had been watching him drive for awhile, trying to figuring things out.
Out of the blue he asked me to drive it to the field for him one day.
I was surprised that he asked, wasn't sure I could do it, but I was totally eager to give it a try.
He took me through the start up procedure I'd watched him do that, many times before .
We put the tractor in gear a little challenging for me but I managed.
Setting the hand throttle was easy, now it was time to let out on the clutch.
That one was a bit tricky, I did it a little to fast causing a jerky start.
Watching dad do it, was way easier, than doing it myself.
I soon found out, everyone has to get the feel of the clutch for themselves.
A few weeks later I graduated from tractor driving and worked my way up to driving dads pick-up .
That was way more fun than the tractor.
At 16 I was ready to borrow the pick-up to take my road test for licensing .
Dad went a long with me to the Court House.
A State Trooper gave me my road test.
I had never been with a State Trooper before, that made me a bit nervous .
Everything went o.k. and I passed the test.
The Trooper signed my paper work.
I took it to the County Clerks office, and received my License.
For more than 60 years now, I have been driving.
Probably driven more than half a million miles .
I still remember my first drive on dads old tractor.
Come to think of it, learning how to drive on the farm wasn't such a bad way to learn how to drive after all .
Until next time. God Bless.
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