THE HEIGHTS SMI LE Herald
Thinking back to when I was 16, I never thought about how getting my license affected my parents. A Taste of Freedom 5825 Lande r b rook Dr i ve , Su i t e 124 , May f i e l d He i gh t s , OH 44124 ( 440 ) 483 - 1003 First Cars and Big Milestones
My first car was a little Chevy Nova. Not the cool kind of Chevy Nova, mind you. It was a four-cylinder, and it wasn’t even technically my car. This was my mom’s old car that my brothers and I needed permission to drive around town. It didn’t have backup cameras, automatic locks, or power windows, but it did have an aftermarket mono cassette player under the dash that my dad installed for my mom. It wasn’t flashy, but it got us from point A to point B. My brothers and I loved that car, and we took good care of it. Alright, to be honest, “good” might be an overstatement. Before we inherited our car, we learned early on that it’s impossible to do doughnuts in a front-wheel drive car. The closest we ever got was when my friends and I found out that if we picked up speed in an open area, turned the steering wheel and then pulled the parking brake, the car would turn into a light spin. (Disclaimer: We were professionals. Do not try this.) It never got all the way around, but that was one great winter. Then in the spring, when my dad came home from getting the oil changed, he told us he needed to get four new tires and fix the alignment. My brothers and I said nothing. I have since come clean about that, once Dad couldn’t ground me. But beyond the half-baked doughnuts, we did take care of that car. I never got in a car accident or got a ticket (knock on wood). That car was our little taste of freedom, and we knew at any
about her doing anything reckless. I am nervous about the other drivers, but I know she needs to be able to have this freedom to test the waters while still being in the safety of home. I’m excited for her. She’s a good kid. This milestone is a bit of a wake-up call. I don’t feel old enough to have a 16-year-old! But there she is, already taking her driver’s test. In just two years, she will be graduating high school and starting college, and her younger sisters aren’t too far behind. When I was young and first starting to drive, two years felt like forever. Now I know two years is a snap of the fingers. It’s a little scary and a little bittersweet, but mostly happy. I still remember how much driving that Chevy Nova meant to me. I’m glad our daughter is getting to make those kinds of memories herself — hopefully without trying to do doughnuts in a front- wheel drive, of course. –-Jason A. Schermer
moment Mom and Dad could take it back, so we cherished every second.
I’ve been thinking about those early days as a driver a lot recently. Our oldest daughter turns 16 this month, and she’s eager to get her driver’s license as soon as possible. This is a big milestone for her as well as for my wife and I. Thinking back to when I was 16, I never thought about how getting my license affected my parents. I was just glad to finally get behind the wheel. Now I’m on the other side as a parent myself. It’s very exciting for everyone. Our oldest is becoming more independent, and we’re really excited to watch our daughter — who I swear was a toddler not that long ago — grow into a full-fledged person. I’m nervous, but I don’t doubt her driving skills. She’s very responsible, and I don’t think I have to worry
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