DRIVING MISS DAISY–Part 1 of 5
“Driving Miss Daisy” >>>>>> I first met Daisy while a graduate student in college. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that she met me as she was the dominant driving force through most of our relationship. You see, I was a nerd, still am for that matter. I wasn’t ugly or fat, or even a sloppy, smelly person. I was tall at six feet three inches and thin as a rail at 165 pounds. I still have a full head of light brown hair at thirty-eight, but I have filled out a bit, the result of sitting on my ass most days at work. In all my five-plus years at the university I’d never gone on even a single date. As smart as I was, that’s just how shy I was when around …