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	<title>Comments on: Backseat Drivers</title>
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	<description>Austin, Texas novelist Ruth Pennebaker, who&#039;s old enough to call herself &#34;fabulous,&#34; writes about family, politics, marriage, friendship, feminism, aging and whatever else occurs to her.  Her latest novel, Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakthrough, was published by Berkley in January 2011.</description>
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		<title>By: Tessa</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/backseat-drivers/comment-page-1#comment-5573</link>
		<dc:creator>Tessa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 18:01:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Because we live in an area with no public transport, we had to drive the kids everywhere, so the first gift each one received for their 16th birthdays was a provisional license and driving lessons. I actually feel safer with any one of them in the driving seat, than with my husband, although I&#039;ve never told him that. Like most males, he believes himself to be a superb driver, although his daughter told me once that she hoped the deterioration of driving skills along with age is confined to the male members of his family. I&#039;ve never told him that either!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Because we live in an area with no public transport, we had to drive the kids everywhere, so the first gift each one received for their 16th birthdays was a provisional license and driving lessons. I actually feel safer with any one of them in the driving seat, than with my husband, although I&#8217;ve never told him that. Like most males, he believes himself to be a superb driver, although his daughter told me once that she hoped the deterioration of driving skills along with age is confined to the male members of his family. I&#8217;ve never told him that either!</p>
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		<title>By: MarthaAndMe</title>
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		<dc:creator>MarthaAndMe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 00:58:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is really interesting. At this stage in my life, I&#039;m always driving or in the front passenger seat.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is really interesting. At this stage in my life, I&#8217;m always driving or in the front passenger seat.</p>
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		<title>By: Cindy A</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cindy A</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 18:14:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How strange to view your blog this morning almost immediately after hearing a discussion of happiness on NPR. According to a Harvard researcher, we are happier as we get older unless we have health problems. In marriage, we are happiest at two points: the beginning and after our kids are raised (and we are being carted around in the back seat).

&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=122207615&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=122207615&lt;/a&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How strange to view your blog this morning almost immediately after hearing a discussion of happiness on NPR. According to a Harvard researcher, we are happier as we get older unless we have health problems. In marriage, we are happiest at two points: the beginning and after our kids are raised (and we are being carted around in the back seat).</p>
<p><a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=122207615" rel="nofollow">http://www.npr.org/templates/s.....=122207615</a></p>
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		<title>By: Rona Maynard</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rona Maynard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 17:41:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As a non-driver, I&#039;ve always liked the view from the back seat--or the passenger seat, for that matter. I get to daydream and ponder the view while someone else deals with the peculiarities of other drivers and the mysteries of the route.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a non-driver, I&#8217;ve always liked the view from the back seat&#8211;or the passenger seat, for that matter. I get to daydream and ponder the view while someone else deals with the peculiarities of other drivers and the mysteries of the route.</p>
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		<title>By: Carol Flake</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carol Flake</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 02:15:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ruth, I had very similar thoughts during my niece&#039;s wedding today. The cycle of life, and gracefully moving to the side of the stage as the beautiful young people take the spotlight. I don&#039;t feel displaced by this generation ready to take the wheel.  Somehow I feel grateful.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ruth, I had very similar thoughts during my niece&#8217;s wedding today. The cycle of life, and gracefully moving to the side of the stage as the beautiful young people take the spotlight. I don&#8217;t feel displaced by this generation ready to take the wheel.  Somehow I feel grateful.</p>
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		<title>By: ruthpennebaker</title>
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		<dc:creator>ruthpennebaker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 22:37:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#039;ve always found it funny that you think you&#039;ve &quot;made it&quot; as a parent at certain points in your kids&#039; lives.  But it&#039;s never static.  You have to adjust to their growing up -- and to your own growing old.  Fascinating stuff, but not easy.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve always found it funny that you think you&#8217;ve &#8220;made it&#8221; as a parent at certain points in your kids&#8217; lives.  But it&#8217;s never static.  You have to adjust to their growing up &#8212; and to your own growing old.  Fascinating stuff, but not easy.</p>
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		<title>By: TexasDeb</title>
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		<dc:creator>TexasDeb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 14:59:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So true.  Sitting in the detritus of after Christmas with our grown kids, I realized I felt like one of the characters in a Disney movie where teenagers and parents swap places and hilarity ensues.
We weren&#039;t SO hilarious as it turns out, but I was able to accept that my kids&#039; need for their own space that day didn&#039;t have anything to do with me personally.  It simply takes a while before an adult child can drop the second part of that ID while their parents are in the room.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So true.  Sitting in the detritus of after Christmas with our grown kids, I realized I felt like one of the characters in a Disney movie where teenagers and parents swap places and hilarity ensues.<br />
We weren&#8217;t SO hilarious as it turns out, but I was able to accept that my kids&#8217; need for their own space that day didn&#8217;t have anything to do with me personally.  It simply takes a while before an adult child can drop the second part of that ID while their parents are in the room.</p>
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