I just thought before as a child that it was sort of a magical thing that people did to get around everywhere on earth on the land.
My father started me at age 4 or 5 on long trips before seat belts so this would be 1952 or 1953 where he would sit me on his lap and steer the car for 20 minutes to half an hour at a time. He was preparing me for being an adult driving a car or truck. This might seem strange to people today but the 1950s was a very different time than now. There were basically no seatbelts in cars except that I did meet people who bought aircraft seatbelts and installed them in their cars and sports cars. But they were just the belt ones that you still use in most passenger jets today to keep you from hitting your head on the ceiling of a plane during extreme downdrafts where you drop suddenly 100 to 500 or 1000 feet without warning. I have seen stewardesses hit the ceiling and be injured on a flight from Seattle to Maui by the way around 1990 which was pretty scary and people's food hit the ceiling too and drinks at that point so you had to protect your face and body from all that when it came down throughout the plane so there were a lot of screams throughout the plane. But only the stewardess was injured when this happened because most people know to keep their seatbelts on while flying to this doesn't happen to them without any warning.
The first time i drove a car completely it was around 1956 so i must have been 8 years old. My father took me to a remote stretch of highway with no one there and first let me drive with him in the car and then got out of the car and had me drive slowly along the road. By this time I was an excellent shot with a rifle too as he had trained me to be accurate up to 100 feet by then. So, he knew he could trust me to do what he asked me to do. I was well trained to do what he asked in case of emergencies always and to protect our family by age 8 with my rifle a .22 in the closet and bullets in the closet if necessary.
This gun tradition of treating male children like adults if they were competent and obedient was a part of our tradition here for at least 400 years before this happened to me.
So, I drove the car and did exactly as my father said.
However, there are other times like at age 16 that I was driving too fast with my father and his friends and missed a turn in the desert because I was driving too fast and had to go out into the weeds and brush of the desert landscape. Luckily there were no houses or people there just brush and cactuses so the car wasn't damaged just my young 16 year old ego. Actually I might have been 15 1/2 and had just gotten my learner's permit. This would make more sense and my father was training me and showing off to his church friends slightly freaking out in the back seat when I did this. Then my father and the husband in the back seat laughed. I don't think his wife was laughing though at the time.
So, how was learning to drive a car different than I thought before?
It's s discipline more than just a fun thing and if you don't get the discipline down right you are going to die!
And this discipline rule is the same thing exactly with Soul Travel or
"Thinking is the Best Way to Travel" is the way the Moody Blues Rock and Roll Group said it.
By God's Grace
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