Since we seem to be exposing parts of our upbringing. I was taught to cook, sew, knit, crochet, darn, do laundry (machine and by hand) iron and so on by my mother. From my step-father, use of tools, and building things; nothing fancy, but yearly Christmas platforms and trains. The military taught me how to clean and love of country. School held not Home Economics classes for us boys, but I did have three years of Print Shop and Astronomy Classes and was a member of the Astronomy Club, the HS had its own Planetarium. Social Science taught me how to write a check, balance a checkbook, read financial statements and invest in and track stocks and how to be a good citizen. And after school, the NRA (decades before they went ape sh*t) taught me how to shoot, gun safety and the responsibilities of gun ownership. Oh, yea, in case you have not noticed, I did miserably in English.
Edited by Ujest Shurly (04/25/19 03:28 PM)
Life is like a PB&J sandwich. The older you get, the moldery and crustier you get.
Now, get off my grass!