Originally Posted by
genejockey
Dad drove up till he was 95 or 96, I believe. He'd had one knee replaced at 91, and they did the other one at 96 (That took some convincing my sister.
My dad stopped driving before he was my age. my mother took care of shopping and getting his vodka but she never drove much. He died when he was 69 in the Long Beach VA hospital. She lived another 12 or 13 years after that and only drove like 1000 miles per year. Neither of them ever crashed a car but he had a few incidents of bumping into things at low speed when he was impaired.
One time he clipped a woman's car when he swung too wide in a turn. The next morning her husband shows up at our door, she must have followed my dad, I don't know. Anyway the guy starts ranting and threatening my mother but he cooled his jets as soon as my dad appeared. Lucky for him.