Day 2374: When Dad couldn't drive anymore.

gigi: old photo, collage & digital.

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Went with buddy Ann, (aka Raquel Welch) 

to see the movie, The Mule. 

Starring Clint Eastwood (88) as a 90 year old driver for the cartel.
It features the song here mentioned in blog #2362 here.

It was good, but reminded me of my Dad.

For those of you who have enjoyed the Dad stories, 

here's another one that surfaced after the movie.

Dad served in the Navy & then as a Greyhound bus driver, 

  
with a perfect safety record, he knew & loved cars.

Later and until he retired, he was a personal driver 
for the movie studios. He regularly "hauled", as he called it,

 Elvis Presley, Cary Grant & other big name actors of the day.

Picking them up at their home in the car they preferred,

delivering them to their movie location 

and back again at the end of the day.

My point is that he took pride in his driving.
At about age 83, young WonderWoman rode with him. 
She told me later that Grandpa shouldn't drive, it was dangerous.
I had to talk to him about not driving anymore. So hard.
But, when I explained that if he would injure anyone, he would never forgive himself. That made sense to him.
People said we should sell the car but we didn't.
We paid extra for parking at the elegant Canyon Hills Club,
his car was parked and never driven. But, he would sit in it,
listen to the radio, sometimes dust and clean.
I was always glad we did that.

A smile for Friday ...