I learned on a manual 3 speed on the column 1955 Chevy Truck. It was quite the package with 2x8 painted sideboards reading "Burkett's Service Station 650 Center Street, Shamokin (Tharptown) Pa.
I am thankful to have learned on a manual, owned some and never had to worry about driving any vehicle along the way.
It also brings back some very pleasant memories. My Dad was old school, WW2 combat vet. He wasn't big on hugs or compliments, if you know what I mean. I actually dreaded learning to drive from him. But, I was pleasantly surprised. He was great teacher. Patient, with clear and concise instructions and very calm and under control. He actually seemed to trust me! He taught me how to change a tire, keep flares in my trunk, jump start a car and change oil and filter. I took it all for granted and couldn't wait to learn enough to get my license and get on with my life. I wish I could have that time back with my Dad.
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