It was after dark sometime in the spring of 2002, driving north on California’s I-5, when I thought I might die.Stuck in a tiny, box-like blue 1987 Honda Civic, my 80-year-old grandmother proceeded to drive in the fast lane at snail’s pace of 30 miles per hour on the interstate. Cars swerved around us. Horns honked.My grandmother hadn’t driven a car in at least a few years because she had been living in an assisted living facility. She switched lanes without using a […] » Read More
The Mom Stop: Family’s old car finds new home

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