Thinking about how my pops handled shop time with us boys
Back in the day, my dad would have us help in his workshop after school. We learned to cut metal and fit pipes with basic hand tools. It was messy and loud, but we felt part of his world. Now, I try to teach my nephew, but with all the safety gear and new rules, it's not the same. I miss the raw, hands-on way we learned the trade. Still, seeing him get interested makes me proud. Those old days built a bond that's hard to match now.