My old man plus I had a rather rocky relationship when I was a kid… It was evened out, as the two of us have both grown together plus come to learn a great deal from one another.
I came to find out that his dad was horribly abusive, plus a drinker, so my seasoned man never had a wonderful father-son relationship to learn from.
He honestly didn’t drink, never raised a hand to me, he just had a difficult time actually connecting with me. One thing he enjoyed doing was going to the lodge up in the woods, which used to be a hunting lodge, plus teach me survival skills… The lodge had a heater, even though he wouldn’t use it all that much because he wanted me to learn how to build plus maintain a fire. After I had mastered the art of fire-making, then I started using the portable oil furnace a lot more. Once the survival aspect had been taken care of, then why not enjoy the comforts of the section heater, which didn’t actually give off all that smoke plus require a ton of work. The older the two of us both got, the closer the two of us became. One morning the section oil furnace broke down. It was a very chilly day, mind you, plus that oil furnace had been working a good deal 24/7. The first thing I did was fully blank on how to make a fire, because at this point the two of us had been relying on the oil furnace for numerous years. Oh the rich irony of life, when the two of us genuinely needed some heating I was not able to remember how to do it!