A special anniversary . . .
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Today marks the 20th anniversary of getting my first driver’s license. On my sixteenth birthday, May 31, 1987, my mom took me to the DMV in Old Mesilla, New Mexico (the small, 400+-year-old town on the western outskirts of Las Cruces), and I took my driving test in my dad’s brand-new Plymouth Sundance car with a standard transmission. With a stop sign on nearly every corner of the tiny Old Town, the man adminstering the test gushed on and on about how impressed he was that I knew how to drive a stickshift, and that because I could, I would be able to drive any kind of vehicle. Needless to say, he passed me.
My first solo trip? Mom sent me to the grocery store to pick up a few things for my birthday dinner.
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KayeDacus.com 
Happy Anniversary!
I flunked my first driving test! Didn’t know what a 3 point turn was or how to parallel park. I hated driving since I couldn’t read in the car anymore!
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Woot woot! You have an excellent memory. I don’t even have a clue what my first solo trip was.
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Congratulations and a hearty happy birthday! I flunked my first test too. Came to a stop in an unmarked cross-walk. Sigh. The ladies at the DMV in my hometown were legendary. All cranky, and all auditioning for the role of Stygian Witch.
Happy Birthday!
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I didn’t get my license till I was 18 🙂 And I passed my driving test, but I didn’t have to parallel park…cause otherwise I’d have been in trouble.
Happy Anniversary!
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Happy Birthday! I don’t even remember my driving test-I just remember the nerves and resulting GI disturbances. 🙂
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Hope you had a wonderful birthday yesterday!
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