Was
working in the yard when a late model Buick came crashing
through my hedge and onto the front lawn. I rushed to help the
(very) elderly looking lady driver out of the car, and sat her down on
a lawn chair. It seemed she was neither hurt nor fazed by the
mishap.
"You appear quite elderly to be driving."
I said
"Well, yes I am (rather proudly). I'll be 97 next
month, and I am now old enough that I don't even need a driver's
license anymore.
With arched eyebrows - "Don't need a driver's
license anymore?"
"Oh, no. The last
time I went to my doctor,
he examined me and asked if I had a driver's license. I told him yes
and handed it to him. He took scissors out of the drawer, cut the
license into pieces, and threw them in the wastebasket, saying, 'You
won't need this anymore,' so I thanked him and left!"
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