I often feel a bit shortchanged when I read the stories of you fellows going turkey hunting with your dad, or deer stalking the hardwood forests. My pop taught me to shoot, and he gave me guns and ammo, but we never again went shooting together, nor did we ever go hunting.
But we did a lot together. We built things and fixed things, and he gave me all his books. It didn't matter that I was 6 or 7 meandering through a college physics text. I read them as best I could. I still have some of his books. Books were always a big deal for me. I've been affected by many, but one I recall as being particularly influential.
It was titled "How to Repair TV's" and it was wonderfully filled with B&W photos of everything. Before my dad became a computer programmer, he fixed Radar, and knew much of these things. What a boon!
As a kid, I was combing the streets of Duluth, with a wagon, picking up broken TV's for parts or to repair. I scavenged enough stuff in a few trips to build 3 TVs which worked, and may have spent $6 for tubes and solder, and $5 on a 25 watt soldering iron. I gave those TVs to my friends as I found better ones, but I still have a shoebox of vacuum tubes, wrapped in cushions of toilet paper.
I also had a phonograph with about 7 mismatched speakers, mounted in a huge old walnut Magnavox cabinet, with the TV chassis removed.
Anyhow, that one book influenced my entire life. I built sound systems and speakers, and wired cars, and mundane things like lamps and switch boxes.
And I built computers! So now I have the time and money to go shooting or hunting or fishing or whatever.
I just wish Dad was still here to see it all.
But we did a lot together. We built things and fixed things, and he gave me all his books. It didn't matter that I was 6 or 7 meandering through a college physics text. I read them as best I could. I still have some of his books. Books were always a big deal for me. I've been affected by many, but one I recall as being particularly influential.
It was titled "How to Repair TV's" and it was wonderfully filled with B&W photos of everything. Before my dad became a computer programmer, he fixed Radar, and knew much of these things. What a boon!
As a kid, I was combing the streets of Duluth, with a wagon, picking up broken TV's for parts or to repair. I scavenged enough stuff in a few trips to build 3 TVs which worked, and may have spent $6 for tubes and solder, and $5 on a 25 watt soldering iron. I gave those TVs to my friends as I found better ones, but I still have a shoebox of vacuum tubes, wrapped in cushions of toilet paper.
I also had a phonograph with about 7 mismatched speakers, mounted in a huge old walnut Magnavox cabinet, with the TV chassis removed.
Anyhow, that one book influenced my entire life. I built sound systems and speakers, and wired cars, and mundane things like lamps and switch boxes.
And I built computers! So now I have the time and money to go shooting or hunting or fishing or whatever.
I just wish Dad was still here to see it all.