Then to upgrade my license I had to have my dad drive me down to the FCC office in Detroit where I had an appointment. I still remember the glass lined room where I took the code test had a bit of an echo which made copying the code a little difficult but I passed the first time. My Dad treated me to a corned beef sandwich at the legendary Lefkowski's at Eastern market. Then I upgraded both my radio and launched a tower and a yagi. Did it all before I had a drivers license.
Started a ham club at my high school which a half century later I am proud to report is still going strong.