Men were interested in building and creating the things that they needed. "Honey, a coffee table with a couple drawers would be nice for the den." "Okay." Then the husband would go outside to his shop and build the damn thing. All I can say is pride!
|Contractor Christmas - 2006|
I choose the word "ethic" very carefully. My generation's grandpas and dads actually built stuff. I hear a lot of talk about making things, but I see people who would rather watch home improvement television, than actually make something. Even as a kid, I could not comprehend the mess of tools in my grandfather's garage. Old, gnarled, ugly tools that had actually been used for a lifetime. And this was not his trade, but a manly necessity that goes much farther back to an agricultural era. Sadly, this is a small part of America that is not being instilled in the next generation.
Technological progress is important, and I am enjoying the perks as I type, edit and post this to the entire world. My concern is the mental fortitude and focus that is required to take a scrawled out drawing and turn it into reality. This is much bigger than a handmade end table. It is part of what makes me special, but I would gladly give up feeling unique, in order to share the sense of pride I know.