When I had my test to aquire my drivers licence, it was l953, and I was 15. I had been driving
quite a bit, as my boyfriend, (now my husband), had a car, and he taught me to drive, in the
rural area of new westminster. We had to write the test, take a practical indoor test on a set up fake car to test our reflexes and such, and acquire a
learners licence, and almost anyone could take you out driving for the three months until you
could take your driving test and acquire you 'real' licence.
Well, I must have been really arrogant, because I made up a big story when I went for my test
and told them I allready knew how to drive and didn't want a learners, I wanted the real thing.
Both of the men looked at me rather suspiciously, and asked howcome I allready knew how to
drive, SO, I told them I had just moved down from way up country, and had been driving on
the farm for a long time. They fell for it, I took my test, and passed, and got my 'real' licence.
The laws were very lax, I like it the way it is now. There was lots of drinking and driving in those days, and lots of accidents related to drunk driving, and some young people we knew
were killed in accidents, drinking and speeding. Liquor was the 'poison' of choice in those days, and it was used way too much by teens, but drugs were almost non existant. No seat
belts, and cars would be loaded up with lots of kids, drinking and roaring around the town
taking all kinds of risks.