Contributing to the delinquency of a minor?

Al Bleyle, aka Junior, sent me this story:

I was 15 and visiting Portland for a few weeks in the summer, 1995 i suppose, and my sister Jody was busy doing something so I spent the day with Anna, who was her housemate at the time. What I remember from that house: That picture of Anna and Emil with her standing on top of him with a gun I think, circa Love Butt... that photo was on the wall. I remember going on Ben and Jerry ice cream runs for everybody at a nearby Plaid Pantry or 7-11. But most of all I remember Puppa, who was my favorite. I was not intimidated by his psychoticness. When he got crazy I would just laugh and get excited. The majority of the time he was just a playful loving dog, and we would roll around on the floor for hours. So anyways, this one day i spent with Anna that summer, and we drove in her Volvo 240 to go to the movies. We saw "The Hunchback Of Notre Dame", the animated Disney one. It wasn't very good at all, which was really disappointing because the other Disney movies of that era had been real good; The Lion King, Beauty and the Beast, etc. This one marked the beginning of a new slump for Disney, or at least marked when I stopped paying much attention... Anna didn't like it either. Maybe because the movie was so bad, or maybe just because, Anna asked if I wanted to drive home. I'd never driven before. I was a few months short of getting my learners permit in New Hampshire at fifteen and a half. Also the car was standard I think... maybe I'm making that up. Either way, I had no idea about driving, and told Anna just that. She said she'd teach me, and we could take back streets the whole way, and I'd learn quick. Well...... well sure, I decided. My hair was green, I was fifteen, it was summer, why not? So I get in the drivers seat and pretty soon I'm on the road. Anna was confident in me the whole time, but really what made it easy was our joking back and forth about running over children or pet cats. I made it home fine, the most nervous moments being when I crossed major streets, but really it was no big deal and ever since I've thought: Driving? Yeah Anna taught me that!