By Nancy Whitaker

IN THE TRUNK

I am the first to admit it, I know nothing about the mechanics of a car. My main expertise is to put the key in it, press on the gas, shift the gears and go.

I am sure there are a lot of women who can check the oil, pump up the tires and put water in wherever it goes. I envy these ladies, because I am not even sure I would know how to get the hood up on a car. In other words, I am saying that if I had any car trouble, my only alternative would be to call someone who knew something about the internal and external workings of a vehicle. In other words, a repairman.

Now, in no way does that mean I don’t know how to drive. I think I am a good driver, at least I feel safe riding with myself. My husband and kids would probably beg to differ, but hey, their driving scares me, too.