There was one private drivers ed outfit, but everyone took it at school. You got it over with before you were eligible to drive. We had a the classes during school. I got to be in class with girls I had no classes with. It was great!
For the driving part I had coach Seibert, the football coach. It was on Saturday and he'd just have me run him around to do his errands. Out on I-70 (hardly another vehicle on there) he'd drift off into a nap every time. One time I slowed it down then stomped on it back up to 70 when he jumped up and glared at the speedo. He looked at me all confused and half asleep, I looked back like nothing happened. Nothing happened
