Day Brightener – Two Senior Driving Stories

Stop SignWell She Did What He Asked
This is a true story and may well fall into the “Truth is Stranger than Fiction” category. My wife’s aunt Sophie, who was in her 90’s at the time, was driving home in western Minnesota and approached a stop sign which she chose to ignore and made a right turn on to the crossroad. The problem was that the crossroad did not have a stop sign and there was approaching traffic. Sophie’s failure to stop forced the other vehicle, a minivan, into the ditch. Fortunately, no one was hurt however a highway patrolman was also at the intersection and observed the whole thing. As one might expect the patrolman pursued Sophie and pulled her over. The patrolmen walked up to Sophie’s car and asked for her driver’s license. Sophie dutifully produced her license, handed it to the patrolman, rolled up her window and drove off – leaving the patrolman standing in the road holding Sophie’s drivers license. To no one’s surprise, this ended Sophie’s driving career.

I do not know if the following story is true or not (probably not) but it is entertaining and kind of fits with Sophie’s story.

trooperStory from A Minnesota State Trooper
I made a traffic stop of an elderly lady the other day for speeding on Minnesota State Highway 210 at mile marker 197, just east of McGregor MN. I asked for her Driver’s license and proof of insurance. Somewhat surprised (due to her advanced age) to see she had a conceal carry permit. I looked at her and asked if she had a weapon in her possession at this time. She responded that she indeed had a .45 automatic in her glove box. Something, her body language or the way she said it, made me want to ask if she had any other firearms. She did admit to also having a 9mm Glock in her center console. Now I had to ask one more time if that was all. She responded once again that she did have one more, a .38 special in her purse. I asked her what she was afraid of?  “Not a F—ing thing!”

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