A PERSONAL STORY
Learning to drive: Three teenage tales
““Stop jumping the clutch!” he yelled at me, as the car lurched forward and stalled for the third time. He got out, slammed the door, and planted himself directly in front of me. “Do it again,” he said, “and this time get — it — right!””
When I was fifteen years old my father decided he’d teach me to drive. It took me twenty-five years before I was ready to tell the story. It’s included as the last part of a half-hour TV trilogy of true tales about growing up in Manchester, New Hampshire in the 1950s, produced for WCVB-TV and the A&E Cable Network.