How many times have you done or said something in your youth, that when forced to look at it today is embarrassing at best, and can still make you feel slightly queasy after all these years? If your answer is never, you are either, 1) lying 2) suffering from dementia 3) have a well documented disease known as SELECTIVE MEMORY, or 4) you are simply too embarrassed to admit it.
I suffer from none of these, hence today's journal entry.
In 1972 I was 22 years old and owned that ever-popular car of the time, a Volkswagen Bug. My 1963 red bug was in pretty good shape, but was missing the front bumper. Not a big deal, or so I thought.
One evening, Stevie who was 4 years old at the time, and I were on our way home. To my surprise I was stopped by a police officer. Stevie was standing in the passenger seat when the officer approached my window. (Yeah I know what you're thinking: "STANDING IN THE FRONT SEAT?" I shudder too when I think back about it, but that was how everyone traveled back then. Not many cars had seat belts and child seats were unheard of.) Now for the rest of the story……..
After producing my driver's license, the officer asked if I knew why he had stopped me. I shook my blonde head violently from side to side and whispered, "No Sir."
"I stopped you because you don't have a front bumper, and it's a state law that motor vehicles be equipped with a bumper."
I contemplated this for a split second. Breaking the law usually meant a ticket, which equaled money out of pocket.
Well, a girl has gotta do what a girl has gotta do!
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