Elderly Drivers: Stop or Go?...
Without so much as a tap on the brakes, my aunt whizzed through another stop sign.
“What are you doing?” I shrieked. “That was a stop sign.”
“Oh,” she replied rather offhandedly, “they just put those there so you’ll look before you go into an intersection.”
That was the day I stopped riding with my aunt but not the day she stopped driving. From then on, I had visions...

