Of course I had to snap a photo of this license plate.
I then asked my husband to SLOWLY pass the car so that I could take a good look at the driver.
The driver was an old man – probably in his mid seventies.
Old and feisty. I like that. I often say that I never want to make it past the age of 70 because of the inevitable physical deterioration. I know, I’m an idiot, and this license plate served as an important reminder that one can be old, spirited and funny.