I was born and raised in Boulder, Colorado, managing to survive being a teenager in a big university town during the late ’60s and early ’70s. My father decided early in his parenting career that with four boys to raise, he would give us tools rather than toys for birthdays and Christmas. His comment was that, “even with the astonishing attrition rate, tools lasted longer than toys.” My brothers and I grew up building (and destroying) many things. One of the family slogans was, “If some other dumb S.O.B. can put it together, I can sure as hell take it apart.” My mother was happy for us to be doing almost anything we wanted – as long as it was outside and she didn’t have to listen to it. ... http://www.martin-waugh.com/?page_id=2
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