"Am I forgiven?"
When I was a kid of around 5, I lived with my grandparents. Grandpa was a lot of fun--He played with me and read me the Sunday funny papers... let me ride in front of him on the saddle when he rode horseback... Sometimes, in those days before seat-belts, and before it was really appreciated how dangerous cars can be, he let me sit on his lap while he drove, and "help him drive." There was this thing he did sometimes, to amuse us when he drove, of jerking the wheel to pretend we were going into... Sign in to see full entry.