For many of us, getting the driver’s license was a rite of passage. We were counting the days, possibly even minutes, until we were old enough to put in the application and sit that first test. The first time behind the wheel, we bunny hopped down the road, tires squealed, and we flew forward as we put the brake on a little hard. (And in my case, I gave my mother a heart attack and her first gray hair.) When we passed our practicals, it was party time and driving down to our favorite haunts to show off the piece of paper.
However, something has changed. While we were biting on the bit to get our driver’s license, the current generation of youth don’t seem to care.
Who are these children? What am I missing that is the secret to this apathy from the next generation?