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Endorsements..... ha.
Not to hijack this thread, but one of coolest things that ever happened to me had to do with a motorcycle endorsement.
In the early 70s in Maryland, you could get a motorcycle license at 16.
You had to get a Lerner's permit, and ride along with a licensed rider for 2 weeks before you could take the examination.
And I did.
Took the test on that blue h1.
So, at 17, I didn't have a car license, a D license, I had an E license, a motorcycle license.
Didn't get a car license till I was about 18.
I go to pick up my first real date, a super fox from school that I had met at a friends house party.
I pull up in front of her house, knock on the door, and she answers, looking like a million bucks. And I'm nervous as heck.
I'm sweating bullets. She looks past me and I see in her face, like, wtf?
I'm invited in, her parents want to meet me.
I'm as nice as 17 year old wolf can be, but they see right past the facade.
They are not sure this is a good thing.😁
But hey, Donna, their 16 year old little girl, wants to go, and they already said she could.
Finally, reluctantly, I pass muster and we head to the door.
"What ya driving there Son......",he stops cold when he sees my blue Mach 3 sitting out front.
I guess his wife saw the look on his face, and that he was kinda speechless, because she immediately
muscled past him, and looking out the door, half yells, "Oh No! Donna, you are not going anywhere on
a motorcycle. It's almost dark. I just don't feel right, those things are dangerous. Tell her John,
you can't let her go with, your job. Tell her!"
Well, I let her go on. And so does her husband, John.
When she finishes, I notice he has a kind of Andy Griffith moment come over him.
Donna is just kind of frozen, like she half knew this was gonna happen.
"Son, I'm the head of code enforcement at the Department of Motor Vehices." He really was. He glances at his wife with half a grin. "Now, you seem like a nice fella, but you have to have a motorcycle endorsement on your drivers license to ride a bike like that on the street. You need to get a learners permit and ride with experienced riders for a minimum of 2 weeks. You need to take a special test, at which time the department will give you an E endorsement on your drivers license.
Only then will I feel comfortable letting you take my daughter out on that vehicle."
He glances at the old bag, she's smiling ear to ear, Donna is looking at the floor.
Yeah, he's got me.
I let it sink in for a moment or 2.....then tell him, as nice as can be,
"Why yes Sir, I've got it right here."
Looking me straight up, he says, "Let me see it."
When he handed me that card back, I don't know what was funnier. The blank stare he had on, or the smoke that was almost coming out of his wife's ears.
The screen door wasn't even fully closed, Donna and I were maybe a foot off the front steps, when I heard her laying into him. "You should have done something!!!!." "What could I do!" he replied,
"He's legal!"
"Something, you're the head of whatever!!" she half yelled.
They were still going at it while I explained to Donna, you need to lean into the turns with me,
keep your feet on the pegs, and your arms wrapped around me tight, but not too tight.
Thought about pulling a wheel as we pulled away, but thought, na, enough is enough.
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