It seems that my charmed life as a driver has come to an end. In all the years I've had a license, I've never gotten a ticket, no matter what boneheaded, irresponsible, inexcusable things I do behind the wheel. But last month I got a ticket for forgetting (um, for three months) to get the van registered and inspected; and the other night, in the dark and the rain, I got pulled over for crossing the white line repeatedly.
The officer wanted to know if I had been drinking, taking prescription drugs, or maybe I had lost my glasses? None of the above. It was just the end of a long day, in the middle of a long week, in the middle of a short life crammed overfull with too many things to...READ MORE