My DW came home one day after another white-knuckle drive with my eldest and told me, “I can’t do this.” So, I taught all my kids to drive. I stressed to them the 3-second separation rule, paying attention and some basic driving etiquette like not honking the horn unless absolutely necessary. I sent my second licensed child out to MCAS Miramar to gain some solo experience and confidence. He was in the car at the exchange parking lot getting ready to pull out when some Marines started walking by. My son, still in high school and with short hair, accidentally hit the horn. He told me, while recounting the story, “uh-oh, I’m in in a world of trouble.” The young Marines, probably out of boot camp, turned toward the car and saw him and the blue sticker. They then popped a regulation salute. My son put up his hands indicating “no, no - no, no, I’m not a Marine officer, it was inadvertent.” He was really embarrassed. I told him, as we laughed, to make sure his hands were far from the horn if he ever found himself at a stop light with a bunch of bikers.