He helped the elderly driver out and sat her on a lawn chair.
“My goodness” he exclaimed, “you are quite old to be driving!”
“Yes” she replied,” I am old enough that I don’t need a license.”
“The last time I went to my doctor, he examined me and asked if I had a driving license.” I told him “yes” and handed it to him.
He took scissors out of a drawer, cut the license into pieces and threw them in the wastebasket.”
“You won’t be needing this anymore”, he said. So I thanked him and left.