- The aforementioned Grandma's Lye Soap.
- The touching ballad "I won't Go Huntin' with you Jake"
- The lesson in physics about centrifugal force by teaching him to twirl a full slop bucket full of goodies overhead without spilling a drop. Awesome.
- How to take care of the bike I loaned him and Ann while I went to Bozeman and had paid for with my 75cent an hour bathroom cleansing job. As I recall, the next spring all that remained was a broken chain, a few bent spokes, and a dilapidated carcass. Oh well, for a good cause.
- The wisdom gained from my stack of "funny books" which I fervently wish I had saved for posterity.
- My boy scout manual which I expected to inspire him to be an Eagle Scout since I was never able to get past 2nd class on account of the swimming stuff which I couldn't exactly master in the irrigation ditches. Which he generously returned to me 100 years later.
- How to be extremely quiet and not move a muscle, thus irritating big brother since Steve was not supposed to be in my private room anyway.
- I never thought of throwing garbage through the hole in the wall from the door handle. It took the genius of A & S to do such diabolical deeds.
- How to behave on the school bus, get to the school bus on time, and how to be respectful at all times.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
I remember making several contributions to Steve's education and his ability to cope with life and be a success. Among these educational increments are the following: