1973 for me. All done in school. There were 2 of us at a time. Bonnie Hoffman, cute as hell, don't remember saying more than 2 words to her. We actually ran errands for the teacher. We would go to garden centers and a local big box store and then drive it up to his home. Potting soil, flowers etc. He lived in Turnbull Canyon in SoCal so that was actually pretty good training for twisty roads and hills. Our freeway driving was 1 on ramp, about a mile and then the road turned into a 2 lane highway.
As far as no interest in DL, I have a great niece that waited until she turned 18 and a great nephew that is 18 and still doesn't have his. He is a sweet kid but really a momma's boy.
All the kids in my town went for their licenses on our 16th birthdays.
Last edited by smarquez; 06/19/21.
