When I was a teenager, I and all the other teens I knew waited with bated breath for our 16th birthday. That’s the day our parents let us skip school, took us to the local DMV and let us drive home with a brand-new driver’s license. From that day on our lives revolved around our cars. We’d drive to school, drive to friends’ houses, drive to movies on Friday nights and drive just for the sake of getting out to drive.
We watched “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” and lived vicariously through his “sick day” and his joyride in a Ferrari GT California.
Driving wasn’t just a transportation tool for us, it defined us. It gave us freedom and our first real taste of adulthood.
Many of today’s teens aren’t experiencing that, which is too bad. But it’s also a blessing.