I was stopped, a few decades ago, by the local cops who had set up a roadblock on a city street. I was visiting my parents, driving my dad's car, with a CA D/L. This was really suspicious, things didn't match, the name was close, the addresses were completely different, I didn't know where the documents were.Charles L. Cotton wrote:
I don't recall ever being stopped in a checkpoint looking for a driver's license and I've been driving for a LOOOOONG time! Something tells me they only exist close to the border.
Chas.
"Why don't you have a TX DL? Whose car is this? Why are you driving it?"
Before they put the cuffs on, one of them recognized me as the older brother of a girl in his hs class. Whewww!
My back up plan was that the JP was married to one of MY hs classmates, and the Judge was one of my hs classmates.
The roadblocks were not unheard of a long time ago. I recall reading back then, back in the Eisenhower Administration, that only about a third of drivers in Texas had bothered to get licenses, mostly city slickers. Folks in the boonies didn't see the need.
