As I veered onto I-10 in Tallahassee for the final leg of my journey home after four hours on various other highways, I said to myself, “I’m driving like Uncle Willie.”
It wasn’t that I was speeding and it wasn’t that I was reckless. It was that I was aggressive.
Uncle Willie worked with Pioneer Electric Cooperative, later assuming the oversight of all electric cooperatives in our state, and thus he…
