A Regret? Really… Not Really
(photo via Central Bucks Now)
If there is one “rite of passage” for a teenager, it is earning the right to drive a car. I earned my license nearly forty-five years ago at the age of sixteen, and without an accident until my car was t-boned (my car hit from the side), I have never had a car accident. But, in the later teen years in my life, I lost three classmates, in three separate car accidents, while still in high school, or soon after.
As a parent, of all things watching my daughters grow up, my daughters in a car, alone or with others, was and still is my worst nightmare. Not for their lack of ability or skill, both have tried to get their license, gotten as far as obtaining their learning permits, but circumstances unintentionally have given me relief, cushion, or excuse, from going forward with earning an actual driver’s license. Am I sorry about that? Well… kind of, and kind of not.
The logic behind their lack of driving status is clear. With my divorce, being able to afford car insurance for both, a car payment for both, maintenance and gas for both, as they say, “money doesn’t grow on trees.” There was just no way to afford allowing them to drive. Then there was also the fact that both planned and do attend college in a major city, where driving is not an option, having to rely on public transportation such as trains, subways, and Uber/Lyft. And when you look at that, all are cheaper than using a driving license. To me, I expressed to them, that it made no sense to pay expenses for a car, likely only to be driven a handful of times, for four years. Financially it was throwing good money after bad. Car insurance alone would cost $10,000 or more while they are in college. There is no harm with them going for their license after graduation, and once they have decided where they are going to live, and if owning a personal vehicle is financially the right thing to do. To be clear, this only eliminates the worry of them driving and something bad happening, not them being in a car with someone else.
I receive newsfeeds from several areas that I have lived, and almost weekly, there is a tragedy involving a car accident involving young drivers. Most recently, an accident involving four teenagers, with only one survivor. Details are still under investigation, but only one thing has been made known, the driver was an unlicensed 15-year old (the legal age to drive in the state is 16), was driving the car when it lost control into the path of an oncoming vehicle. There were three other passengers in the car ages, 14, 16, and 18. Three of the children in the car were killed, the fourteen year old’s condition not currently stated.
Besides the fact that the 15 year-old was driving illegally, there are laws in the state restricting passengers in a car when the driver is of such a young age. And as most adult drivers know, there is a lot going on in a car with friends besides paying attention to the road. Responses to the accident from observers range from empathy to shock, criticism and just plain cruelty. And just as with others, before a full conversation can be had on this accident, another will occur taking attention away from this one. Bottom line, there are so many things wrong with this situation. This tragedy did not have to happen. And let’s not forget, the innocent driver who hit the car, killing three of its passengers all because of illegal and immature decisions.
There was an accident here where I live, involving a teenager who crashed his car into a tree, losing control of his car at a high rate of speed. Again, the outpouring of empathy was immense, but so too was the judgement from many about the type of expensive car, and the cause of the accident. And it would be the response from a family member that had me shaking my head, WTF!!!. The teenager was racing down a three-lane road at a high rate of speed, not accidently, but something he clearly did often. How did I know this? A response from a family member, “he loved racing his car. He died doing what he enjoyed.” Again, WTSF!!! How could a family member, or even the kid himself have such little value of life to make the decision to get into a literal killing machine, drive it recklessly on a public road, just because it is what they enjoyed doing?
We have driving laws, especially for teenage drivers, that take into consideration experience and maturity levels. But laws only work when they are followed. That means it falls on the parents to make sure their teens know and respect the laws of the road. What happens though when the parent is not in the car with their teenage driver? Nothing was said in the news report of the recent article with the fifteen year old driver, if either of the two older teenagers had a driver’s license? Whose decision was it that put the fifteen year old in the driver seat and why? Are the parents who are mourning being held accountable enough for a fatal decision they were not even present for?
It is a parent’s worst nightmare. And because of my own experience as a teenager with these kinds of tragedies, I know I have done all I can to at least reduce the likelihood of this happening with either of my daughters. Have I ruined a part of their lives by not allowing them to drive, or just inconvenience myself not having someone to run errands for me? They do not seem to have missed out on anything not having a license. And I know that both have been in cars with friends, though admittedly I find that out after the fact.
I have no doubt that at some point, my daughters will get their licenses. And when that happens, I know they will have a lot more maturity in them when they get behind the wheel. But it will take a lot more than that to let me allow them to drive where I live, where we have some of the worst and most aggressive driving, with a condition joked about not having gravity with daily accidents involving rollovers.
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