Heck in some parts of Boston, he'd never be able to even leave his own driveway! But then again, my friend Brenda did not even learn to drive until her mid-twenties because of two things - a) the drivers around her Boston neighborhoods were truly frightening and trollies drove down the middle of the street and b) the MBTA (Boston's transit authority) basically picked her up across the street from her house and would take her anywhere she wanted to go.
It was only because she was determined to not spend another winter in this *&^$#@ state that I was able to convince her to learn to drive -
"The T doesn't go to rural Virginia, sweetie" in my 13-year-old car. "What if I do something to it?" she said.
"Brenda, it has been around for 13 years, there's not much you could do to it that hasn't already been done."
She got up her courage, learned to drive, gpot her license and promptly moved to Arlington, Virginia area. She wrote to me not long after and said "It's the most amazing thing .... you put your turn signal on, and people will slow down to let you in the lane! Every time!" And "It snows, but it all melts the next day!" I don't think she's been back North since!
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