My wife and I raised four sons. They are all adults today, have good careers and are very good citizens with lovely families. I was directly in charge of making men out of them, and took the task seriously, with my wife backing me one hundred percent.
When they turned 16, I had a rule that they learn to drive, get their license and get on the road as soon as they were competent. My wife, a stay-at-home mom, was in charge of their driver’s training, plus they had to take and pass a driver’s training course. My wife is one of the safest drivers out there, so they had to listen to her or endure her wrath.
Not all 16-year-old boys are safe drivers. However, my sons knew what they would face and they were too scared of me to act like idiots driving on my insurance policy with a car I provided and get any traffic violations, let alone get into an accident for which they were to blame.
My youngest is 25 and my oldest is 38. One of them had a fender-bender on an icy road once. Unless they’re hiding something from me, that’s all they’ve had in all these years!
Eric
I Taught My Boys to Be Men
