I remember talking my driving test. First you had to take an eye test, then the written. The eye test was reading a chart. If you could pass without your glasses, you didn't get that restriction. Then the road test. It was a big loop through city streets at rush hour including parallel parking. I took the test in an old Chevy. The license was typed out on a piece of paper, no photo ID. There was no such thing as a motorcycle endorsement at the time, it was any vehicle up to a certain weight, including small trucks. There was what they called a chauffeur's license, that was for commercial driving.
I was never allowed to drive my parent's car. Took my bicycle to work. I worked in a factory and drove a forklift truck.
I was never allowed to drive my parent's car. Took my bicycle to work. I worked in a factory and drove a forklift truck.
rt, and both mom & dad working, I gladly took on the task to spend time with him. And I've been rewarded with many, many great philosophical and practical discussions on the rides. 



