My Dad Taught Me to Drive My Career


Mary Sherwood Sevinsky
www.Life-Works.Info


Author: Xposeld
I don’t think it would shock my father to find that I am probably not much better a driver today than when he taught me to drive: First on a conversion van with “three on the tree,” then our huge woodsided station wagon. It started when I was fifteen. At the time we lived in North Dakota and the age for a learners permit was lowered so that the farm kids could drive the family truck and work on the family farm.  
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