Oh, the summer of ‘68. I was a 17-year old roughneck working on drilling rigs in California and Utah. Like Ness, I was junior to everyone. I learned the ropes, had fun, and was not irrepairably damaged.
The experience made college seem easy - what? Just 16 hrs of classes and a little bit of homework? No problem.
Exactly.
Todays young men are so timid they allow their girl friends to drive.
As a young man, even if it was her car, I said give me the keys. Thee ladies always obliged and let me drive.