By Doug Moe, Van Mall neighborhood
February 19, 2014 6 a.m.
My dad had died, and my uncle got drafted into the Army. That made me the family driver at age 13. At age 15, I had my own truck, hauling logs, lumber, gravel, hay, a bulldozer -- anything the farmers in the Highland neighborhood needed hauled. During World War II, you did what you had to do. Not having a driver's license was just kind of immaterial.