Your post made me smile. My uncle took me fishing when I was about 5. I may look terrified, but I was proud of the first (and last) two fish I ever caught.
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I'm a big proponent of the end of the most recent version of "The Day the Earth Stood Still". Instead of complete destruction of man and all things man made render all of our "progress" into the dung heap and start over.Man the list of things I miss is long.
I miss the simplicity. No phones/social networking. Leave the house with as set course of things to accomplish and no one missed you. The phone was on the wall at home. We were pretty self reliant.
My dad left when I was four, and my mom raised me by herself. I have lots of fond memories of my mom and me playing games like Yahtzee, Sorry, and Chinese Checkers. Well, now that she is 87 and I am taking care of her, we have come full circle with the games and they are back again.
Man the list of things I miss is long.
I miss the simplicity. No phones/social networking. Leave the house with as set course of things to accomplish and no one missed you. The phone was on the wall at home. We were pretty self reliant.
Telephone?
I figured you missed smoke signals.
This is how I learned my way around a tool box. Each tool has a place and a use. Period.My Grandpa had a shop attached to the house along with the garage.
On a cold morning like this when I was a kid, he would have the wood burner fired up. It was one of those made from an oil barrel. I would get to hang around the old man and be his "assistant" for whatever "project" needed some work.
Sometimes my Dad and Uncle would hang out there with us. Not much got done on those days.... but some great memories were made sitting around the wood burner with the "old guys".
This is how I learned my way around a tool box. Each tool has a place and a use. Period.
Every tool/equipment in the shop was the same way.
If not for the old men that "Allowed" me to hang out I am not sure where I would be right now.
And this has been lost to youtube.Yep.
After we were married and in our first house, my better half asked me one day how I learned to do some of the things I was doing around the place.
I hadn't thought about it much, but I soon realized that when I was that little kid hanging around the old guys and holding a flashlight, turning a wrench, setting up a jig, etc etc there was a hell of a lot of education going on.
And video games. Today's dads didn't go hang with their Dad and Gramps when they were out fixin' stuff. The kids stayed inside hanging with Mario and Frogger. Get your hands dirty???? Hell, there was a time in my life I couldn't get my hands clean......And this has been lost to youtube.
The big thing is we lost trust. If I told you I was meeting you next Saturday I didn't text several times to remind you or even make a follow up call. We just made a plan a stuck to it. I'm not sure you could do that today.Man the list of things I miss is long.
I miss the simplicity. No phones/social networking. Leave the house with as set course of things to accomplish and no one missed you. The phone was on the wall at home. We were pretty self reliant.