On 12/30/16 1:22 PM, Paco Loco wrote:
On Thu, 29 Dec 2016 07:16:50 -0500, Keyser Soze wrote:
On 12/29/16 2:04 AM, wrote:
On Wed, 28 Dec 2016 16:37:40 -0500, "Mr. Luddite"
wrote:
Seems to me that "Liberal Arts" was what you signed up for in college
when you didn't have a clue what you wanted to be when you grew up.
Maybe that was my "Problem". I had a very good idea of what I wanted
to be when I grew up and I did it. Any education I sought was toward
that goal. Once I had a good job, I had the opportunity to seek
knowledge in all sorts of other fields and in other venues.
My dad parlayed his apparently significant graphic arts abilities he
developed in high school into an academic scholarship at a major
Pennsylvania university. His uncle, a Russian immigrant like his dad,
helped out, and during the Great Depression after graduation, he worked
for that uncle as manager of displays and merchandising for the latter's
small chain of variety stores, and also a store and regional manager.
When he had his boat store, my dad would spend the slow winter hours at
the store painting rather risque portraits of nudes and semi-nudes of
voluptuous women he never met, an avocation that drove my mom nuts. A
friend's father in Overland Park, Kansas, a real estate developer, had
artistic abilities, too, and he would sculpt nudes of well-developed
women he never met, a hobby that also drive his wife nuts. Ahhh, art!
Sure hope he didn't wear his arm out patting himself on the back as much as his son does.
He was a talented guy, and in addition to his art skills, he was a
decent amateur writer and a professional quality organist on the Hammond
and on some theater organs. When one of the big local theaters in New
Haven had "silent movie nights," he often was invited to play the
accompaniment on the theater's "Mighty Wurlitzer." During his late youth
in Philadelphia, while in college, he was a member of a Mummers' Club in
Philly and strummed banjo and ukulele.
On the other hand, he never sent us out to hunt squirrels for the family
dinner. He did rescue/adopt a pair of motherless baby raccoons when I
was about 10 and built a big indoor/outdoor enclosure for them at the
back of the shop of his boat store. They later were donated to a local
nature facility, where they entertained kids for many years. They were
completely tame and spoiled.