Wire Editor Newman
6 min readJul 22

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Best Driver Ever

My Step-Dad The WWII Hero.

Dad, amongst other things, taught me how to drive a manual transmission.

Photo by Stephanie Klepacki on Unsplash

I will always have a big debt of gratitude to my Step-Father I will never be able to repay. However, if you knew my Step-Dad, he is a humble man, who would never suggest I repay him anything. If I tried to re-pay him, he would just humbly say, It was my Pleasure.

When I was 13, My Step Dad married my Mom. From that day, he became my dad. As time moved on, he taught me how to drive, at 13 uears old. I had no Drivers License, but he wanted me to lern so when the time was right I would pass my driving test, and get a proper driver’slicense and go to work, and “Get A Job.”

Wait Dad,

Wait, I thought helping you and painting this old house, and mowing the grass was working. I learned the difference that day, between the two words Duty, and Responsibility. I sort of lost the definition of the two words over time, as Dad explained them to me.. However, I am pretty sure at 13, those two words, meant the same thing.

But how do you challenge, what all this man has been through.

He lived in the hills of Arkansas on a small family farm. Everyday, he had the Duty and Responsibility to plow the fields with an old broke down donkey pulling an old broke down plow. All I had to do was to help paint the house, which made my Mom very happy, and to mow the grass. Which also made her happy.

Wait Dad,

Another lesson I learned that day. Never tell a World War II Hero, Who drove up and down every road in the Philippines during War-Time, and who was also a U.S. Veteran who Served in the U.S.FirstCavalry. Never tell that man to wait. I could have used a different word perhaps.

.The Moonshiner Neighbor.

I also got to hear my new Dad’s stories about his "Moonshiner Neighbor” who would toss him a 50-cent piece, if my Step Dad opened the gate for him quickly, as the moonshiner sped off.

WhenDad turned 18 , the Army came looking for him. He was drafted, and he had to Serve, but Dad had no idea what he was qualified to do. However, It didn’t really matter, as the…

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Wire Editor Newman

Writer of, Humor, Poetry, Life, Love, Fiction, Automobiles and the Blues. / Writing in Medium.com / https://medium.com/refresh-the-soul