What did your folks do?

[driveway]

My father was a teacher, if you attended Chestemere High School in the 80s or 90s, my father likely taught you science.

My mother worked in O&G, mainly in information technology. In '87 she went to work for OCO-88 and was the director of the Info 88 project, which built and operated the computer system that ran the games. She worked for several O&G companies through the 90's and into the 2000's.

[calf]

Originally Posted by Ironhorse

African or European?

I...I don't know

[InglewoodFan]

Originally Posted by driveway

My father was a teacher, if you attended Chestemere High School in the 80s or 90s, my father likely taught you science.

That's wild, I was there until '85. Mr. Head is the one science teacher I can remember.

[Titan]

Originally Posted by InglewoodFan

That's wild, I was there until '85. Mr. Head is the one science teacher I can remember.

Or Gimme as the kids refer to him...

[FlameOn]

My dad was an aerospace mechanic working for various Canadian airlines and the military. Mom was a seamstress.

[Bindair Dundat]

Originally Posted by peter12

I don't know if anyone is going to top Bindair's post.

Dad's the real deal. And despite the pressures required due to his position, we still traveled all over Europe when we were there in the 70's. The Louvre (and everything else in Paris)? Did it. The French Riveria and the east coast of Spain? Did that with his Mom and Dad in 1973. He bought their plane tickets (Swissair) and we met them in Geneva to set off on the adventure.
We went all over Europe in the 4 years we spent there. All of the museums, battlefields, and the graveyards. The tours at Mathausen, Strutthof, and Dachau. Dad had an empirical manner where he exposed us to reality, yet still allowed us to draw our own conclusions.

This is paramount (in my opinion) as the subject matter was pretty graphic, yet still? He never forced an interpretation on us.This is how he presented it to me.
It was a life time of learning, especially in these formative years, and I sucked every ounce out of it.
Over the years I have become "somewhat" obsessive in regards to understanding Germany during the Third Reich period.
I blame him for this...
So many of my school friends never went anywhere or did anything.

They lived a life of school and whatever mom could provide.

Dad was in the "mess" de-stressing every day. Saw enough of that.
That makes me sad.
The opportunity of a lifetime but Dad is too busy getting drunk with his buddies to take advantage of it?
This is what sets my Dad above these other guys.
One other quote?

The day that they gave up the RCAF blues? (integration/Helyer)

Dad came home in his "new" uniform.
His comment was: " I look like a ####ing bus driver".
I'll never forget that moment