Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
MAMA'S DRIVING LESSON!
MAMA'S DRIVING LESSON!
Mama was determined to learn how to drive our new 1956 Chevrolet .
I had little choice, being aged 5, but to ride along with her, "Aunt" Roberta Watkins, our next door neighbor (and faux-aunt) who could not drive either, but who brought prayer and strong moral support for Mama and sister, Schleria, age 3.
What I still most vividly recall of Mama's driving lesson in 1956 was that "bumpy-bump" ride, as she struggled with learning operations of a standard transmission, the hard way!
I mean we rode down the streets going jerkety-jerk, and bumpety bump bump bump bump! The Lord only knows, how very glad to get home, I was; away from Mama's car driving!
But, Mama learned! She drove that car and several other cars in later years, including teaching to me drive a standard transmission in my own first car, 1955 Pontiac @ 1966.

("Mama," Mrs. Margie Dean Coleman, on the right ; Mrs. Cleopatra Anderson on the left; my first born son, Imhotep Coleman, at Imhotep's 2001 Howard University graduation dinner at Bea Smith's Restaurant in Washington , D. C., is flanked by both of his grandmothers, who both drove him.)