The Value of Street Smarts

 

I genuinely believe that the smartest man I ever knew was my Dad. Before joining the service and then marrying my Mom, the highest level of education he had was 8th grade; he was the product of a broken marriage where neither parent really took much responsibility. After the war (WW2) he went back to earn his GED and later went to a trade school to learn to be a Tool and Die Maker.

 

In addition to his profession, he was a wonderful husband and took care of my Mom (she became disabled a few yea...