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Rainmaker ... an odd emotion ... yet some inflationary trends need cooling ... what do inflation benefit? Mores to mull ...

Then there was the Law reins ... io 'll do but poorly respected!
 
Made waffles this morning with my folks. Then I took them for a drive and realized how badly I f***ed up. This isn't their car. This is the car I pick them up in.

They're done driving. We had a talk. My mom disagrees that she can't drive, but her skills are shot and her habits are terrible. She looks everywhere but where she is going. She drifts. She was never this bad, so I assume she compensated before. She tried to blame the new car, but her basic driving habits are all wrong. She spends her time looking around and in the rear view. Rarely forward. Never far forward. Never in the distance, which helps centre you in your lane.

My dad is out of it. Had no opinion on not driving anymore. That's not him. He's done.

We talked about how she either has to re-learn how to drive and she has to commit to it, or that's it. She understood at that point. She could be a passable driver. With her it's not completely about age. But how do you change habits at 84?
 
Yeah, wow. Changing habits is hard in your 60s, let alone 80s. My uncle (92 now) was still driving at that age, I think. He's gone downhill, or so I've heard, since my aunt (i.e. his wife) passed away last year.
 
I am not going to be responsible for them killing someone. We have a plan in place. They seem somewhat agreeable. I'll try driving with my mom a couple more times, but they don't drive without me and if my mom doesn't improve, that's it.
 
Losing the ability to drive later in life's a deeply emotional experience. That loss deserves compassion.

But never being allowed to drive's even more difficult.

Someone who loses their licence has at least known the freedom and independence that driving provides.

Someone like me who's never been able to drive must navigate those limitations every single day.

As painful as losing a freedom can be, never having had that freedom at all's an even heavier burden
 
Mendalla said:
Yeah, wow. Changing habits is hard in your 60s, let alone 80s. My uncle (92 now) was still driving at that age, I think. He's gone downhill, or so I've heard, since my aunt (i.e. his wife) passed away last year.
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I used to race with a guy who drove himself to the hill at 90+. Great guy. All the women fawned over him. WW2 hero as well.

He was mentioned in the Senate Hansard by Nancy Greene Raine:

Debates - Issue 75 - December 1, 2009

Follow the latest activities in the Senate Chamber
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And here is the story of him saving some of the crew of an RCAF Canso that had been shot down while battling and sinking a U-boat:
The RAF established a
new Norwegian naval
squadron, No. 333, in
1943. It had two flights:
A Flight with Catalinas,
and B Flight with
Mosquitos. Both flew
U-boat patrols. A Flight
also flew secret missions,
dropping spies and
supplies behind enemy
lines. B Flight became
Squadron 334 in 1945.
Rolf Hauge, who now
lives in Collingwood,
trained at Little Norway
as a flight engineer and
air gunner. He served in 333 A Flight. In 1944, Rolf was a gunner on a Catalina returning from a patrol
over the Arctic Ocean. Unknown to Rolf, and the others in his crew, an RCAF 162 Squadron Canso had
battled a German U-boat. Both the Canso and the U-boat were taking fire and sinking. The eight-man
crew of the Canso was led by FLt David Hornell, of Toronto. They escaped to a life raft, with room for
only four. The desperate men, taking turns on the raft, managed to catch the attention of Hauge’s Catalina
on their third flare. Hauge spotted the flare. For the next 15 hours, the Catalina flew over the raft as it
was too rough to land. By the time a rescue boat arrived, Hornell’s men had been in the raft for 21 hours.
Hornell had given his place on the raft to another man. He died on the rescue ship and was awarded the
Victoria Cross posthumously. If Hauge had not spotted the flare, and the Catalina had not spent 15 hours
directing the rescue, all eight members of Hornell’s crew would likely have died.
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What a life.

Sorry for that rabbit hole.
 
I was wondering how your parents manage when you said you got them an electric car. My neighbour who was at the beginning stage of dementia at that time, got a car with a starter button instead of a key. Plus all the other features niw coming with it. He couldn’t deal with not using a key….
His daughter then had trouble with their car and “ borrowed” the car for a while….it never came back…
 
Puts a whole new twist to the passing through stones ... life is a difficult place no matter how you look into it from wherever you are ...

Response, reaction? Yas that too and thus some explosive visions ... these come right back at us as we ooze through time ...
 
Good morning! Monday has arrived on schedule again, and it is time to rise and shine. We think today of those who cannot drive, whether they are losing the abilities to drive or never could drive. Someof us take driving for granted, forgetting it is a privilege, not a right. Let us be cognizant of those who are driving who really shouldn't be, as well as those who don't.
We gather round the Coffee Cart once again for conversations, support, and connection, as well as for coffee, tea, and the baked goodies from our Wonderbaker. There is some pie left from yesterday, if anyone wishes. This morning, the WB has also baked up fruit danishes in various flavours for us. The tea water is boiling, the coffee is freshbrewed, and pie and danishes are warm from the oven. All is ready, everyone is welcome. Come in and join in the fun!

C(_)/ c(_) c\_/ c[_]
 
Abstract food for the thing said to be naught ... Ima Jean? Multiple blue threads coming from Sambeau ... devil in the deep dark ... sacred ... you've been given a break to get out and look back at time as it sinks in ... to where ever it is stored for future use --- Erasmus!

Is the key to time precious ... allowing infinite observation ... a chance to stop and look over madness?
 
Mrs.Anteater said:
I was wondering how your parents manage when you said you got them an electric car. My neighbour who was at the beginning stage of dementia at that time, got a car with a starter button instead of a key. Plus all the other features niw coming with it. He couldn’t deal with not using a key….
His daughter then had trouble with their car and “ borrowed” the car for a while….it never came back…
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The start button is similar to their 2015 4Runner. Really, a Toyota EV drives a lot like a Toyota. It's not the car.

And I knew my dad was basically done driving. He just isn't "present" anymore.

But my mom has been doing more of the driving and she's still quote spry. And she didn't used to be a bad driver, in my mind. I've been watching my dad closely, but not my mom. My bad. It's like she has picked up every bad driving habit since she used to drive me around.

We bought the car with the idea it would also work for us. We won't treat it as ours immediately, but slowly over the winter we'll take it home with us for a few days at a time. The idea will be that we are up there enough that they don't miss the ability to drive. My daughter probably gets the other family car at some point and can make an occasional grocery run to visit her grandparents. By making one run a month and driving herself to school, that will help me a lot.
 
I feel your pain @chansen. Especially since I suspect it will be a pain my kids endure in the future. My grandkids were a little flummoxed yesterday when they saw their grandparents struggling to use the convection stove, the fancy air fryer, the new washing machine and dryer and the dish washer. We can use the simple things we own, but trying to learn their new appliances? Tricky. So, as to @Mendalla’s point, it is hard to learn new things at a certain age. Also, hard to maintain old skills and interests such as driving.

Your parents are lucky to have you helping out.
 
We chatted with Zach on the way home that he'll have to take our keys one day, but I'd fight him over them.

No, it's just one of those milestones I thought was worth talking about. Didn't seem to deserve it's own thread, but maybe it did.
 
It is such a chore to be coming to a stop ... which gives us a penetrating vision of where all is flawed compared to nowhere man ... a being without sectors? Mortals hate us to go there and yet we do like sandpipers on the go ...
 
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