I pride myself on always following the rules. I never break the law, except for the times when my car speedometer inches up when I don’t have the cruise control set.
Then I correct that as soon as I realize what I am doing.
So imagine how I felt when I found out, entirely by mistake that my driver’s license was expired.
I have been driving all over the place on an expired license since May.
I have been driving for 44 years and this is the first time this has happened to me.
I do have an excuse if not a reason.
I moved in with my folks in the fall of 2006 and I changed my address on my license at that time.
I remember that
I really liked the picture. It was a few months after I had bypass surgery and lost a lot of weight so my face was nice and slim in the picture.. Anyway, I naturally thought I didn’t have to get a renewal until 2010.
I had to go to the hospital to get blood work and the lovely lady, Janet, who registered me said “I need your new driver’s license” and I told her I didn’t have a new one as my old one hadn’t expired, or so I thought.
She assured me that it had indeed expired and when I confidently opened my wallet to show her it hadn’t…well I was wrong.
So I couldn’t wait for the clerk’s office to open so I could call and see if I had to take a test to renew my license. I was relieved when I was told I didn’t have to.
I have to tell you, as will any member of my family, that I am not much of a driver. I passed the driver’s test the first time by the skin of my teeth so I sure don’t want to take it again since I am sure I have acquired a lot of bad driving habits over the years.
So when I say I nearly broke my neck to get it fixed, I mean figuratively as in I couldn’t wait to get to the courthouse.
Unfortunately, my face is no longer thin and I wasn’t having a great hair day, but at least now I am legal again.
I was in Perryville to visit my sister with other members of my family Saturday.
Perryville was having a festival to commemorate one of the deadliest battles of the civil war.
They also have a re-enactment of the battle on the Perryville Battlefield about five miles from my sisters house.
We walked around town where there were booths set up with food and crafts. We didn’t go to the battle re-enactment but we could hear the cannons.
It must be what the residents of that small rural community heard on Oct. 8, 1862 when the Yankee and Confederate armies clashed.
More than 1,300 Americans died during this battle, which was the worst fought on Kentucky soil during the civil war.
The historic homes and rock fences in Boyle County are something to see.
What better way to spend Saturday than a trip to a historic location to visit with family.
Making alcohol sales legal in Estill County won’t help anything.