“All he needed was a wheel in his hand and four on the road.” Jack Kerouac 17 year old teenage boys long for the open road. I did. When I was 17, I roamed the streets of Mankato in a 1969 Camaro packed with my friends. I loved to be behind the wheel. Friendship. Louie is 17 and not able to drive because of this stupid eye disease. I guess we’ve always known he would give it a try. I would if I were in his shoes. A couple of years ago, I told my friend Toby that he need