Driving School
Finally got the middle one
To focus on driving
And to go out
And get his driver’s license
Spent some time practicing
It’s parallel parking these days
Three point turn in my day
Both are useful talents
So we went to the driver's center
Not the State Police barracks anymore
Now it’s just a shopping mall
Something less intimidating about that
Anyway Mike pops up
And runs Cam through his paces
Lights on, lights off
Brakes, wipers, high beams
Then he instructs his latest charge
To utter these three words-
“Dad get out.”
And off they go
Returning in about 5 minutes
The test was over
Another newly minted driver was on the road
Ready to terrorize residents all over the Commonwealth
His last comment to Cam-
I’m giving you the privilege of driving
Your father can revoke it at any time
I liked Mike’s thinking
On his way out to his next run
I caught Mike at the door
We chatted it up for moment
I asked if he thought his job would make a reality show
I told him I guessed he had some great stories
He looked at me for a moment
Took a beat
And then said
Yeah, I’ve got some stories,
I’ve been in four accidents so far-
And I’ve only had the job nine months.
I’m assuming you don’t pass
If you crash.