1955 Divco milk truck. From age 14 onward, dad taught me to not only drive sitting down, but standing up as well. Divco's had a unique single pedal clutch/braking system that allowed you to run in and out of the cab with six quarts of milk and a dozen eggs from house to house. Got my license the day I turned 16 and drove that truck proudly in my youth,,,for work.
He also taught us on the 1949 Chevy whose gear shift linkage always seemed to get stuck between neutral and first when at a stop light in traffic; then it was set the brake, jump out of the car, unlatch the hood, and reach down to jiggle the linkage and get it loose. All the while, backing up traffic and then jumping back into the car to leave...sometimes it got stuck again.

My sisters looked ridiculous when they showed up home with greasy teenage hands and girlfriends in tow.

To the original post: Hard times can bring a family together. Somehow your uncle is proud that his nephews had a talk.
