So my dad....WW2 vet, 1st Infantry, is now 83 years old. He has always driven, and driven well. One accident in 70 years behind the wheel (they started driving early back then) and even then, that accident was purely not his fault (T-boned by someone running a red light). That accident was 22 years ago. Driving was always a passion for him. Some of my fondest memories as a child are of long, aimless drives in the country. When I was little he would set me up on the center armrest and let me steer for hours and hours as we went down the highway. His reaction times are (in my opinion) dangerously slow now. He just had cataract surgery and is expressly forbidden from driving for 2 months by his doctor; but he fully expects to be back behind the wheel by summer. It's time to take my dad's keys. jesh....it's like telling him it's time to put his dog down. Only worse. You can always get another dog. Giving up driving is the first time he will have to aknowledge that it's not just his body that is in decline. I'm sure some of you have been down this road. any advice?