Speed Bumps, Potholes, and Sinkholes

When I was just learning to drive, my Dad was my teacher. He taught me to drive a stick shift, gave me lots of hints about driving (that I passed on to my children), and by the time I got to take driver’s education in school, I could drive fairly competently – at least I thought so, but I’m not so sure that Dad and Mom did. I still remember Dad moving his hands back and forth to indicate the relationship between the gas and the clutch. I used the same technique when I taught my kids how to drive.

Moving Along

Well folks, I guess we are really moving. We love our house, but it has a lot of stairs and none of us like stairs very much any more. We’re looking for one-level living. No stairs, everything we need on one level. Ease of movement throughout our living space.