When you’re 72, you’ve owned a lot of cars in your life. I bought my first car when only 14, a 1951 green six cylinder Chevy two-door sedan. I thought it was wonderful. I was almost 15 and sure that the day of my birthday I’d get a driver’s license, so the minor impediment of my age would be quickly removed. And it would have been had it not been for a blankety-blank clerk at the Wyomin...