tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post853079160739289648..comments2024-03-16T08:31:08.514-07:00Comments on Welcome Words: Family SmartsMartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-65425827270537642622014-11-21T21:11:58.391-08:002014-11-21T21:11:58.391-08:00I don't know whether I'm particularly smar...I don't know whether I'm particularly smart, I only know that I feel stupid often. I suppose it depends on where the benchmark is. I'm smarter than some but not highly educated or particularly articulate. I can write it better than I can say it.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-83994060513641494982014-11-20T22:41:51.526-08:002014-11-20T22:41:51.526-08:00Ha! I love that image of your Armenian neighbor at...Ha! I love that image of your Armenian neighbor at the table, basically telling everyone to be quiet.<br /><br />We were desk people too, for generations, on my mom's side. My dad's ancestors were farmers. Maybe that's why their marriage didn't work out!Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-17417177435458266742014-11-19T16:08:11.928-08:002014-11-19T16:08:11.928-08:00We were poor blue color, and actually smarter than...We were poor blue color, and actually smarter than we realized.Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-10547741978857530792014-11-19T15:43:55.701-08:002014-11-19T15:43:55.701-08:00I had brilliant parents but I managed to only sew ...I had brilliant parents but I managed to only sew up slightly above average. This apple fell far from the tree.<br />We have a Looney family here. I was so glad when I got to know them well enough to use first names. Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-42782391186979274022014-11-19T14:39:08.954-08:002014-11-19T14:39:08.954-08:00My son's favorite class is Drafting and Design...My son's favorite class is Drafting and Design. I hope he goes the hands-on route. We don't really have hands-on type people in my family. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-44745685978354092752014-11-19T14:36:25.393-08:002014-11-19T14:36:25.393-08:00When I would watch that series on TV called Revolu...When I would watch that series on TV called Revolution, about the world trying to cope with no electricity, I thought quite often of the value of survival knowledge - farming, sewing, etc. Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-79603382969687073512014-11-19T14:34:53.617-08:002014-11-19T14:34:53.617-08:00Yes, I wonder, Red, if this is at all similar to t...Yes, I wonder, Red, if this is at all similar to those studies that say we're only using a tiny percentage of our brain's capacity. Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-60786315960993895272014-11-19T14:34:05.516-08:002014-11-19T14:34:05.516-08:00She may be right - your dolls are inspired, and th...She may be right - your dolls are inspired, and the products from your canning are beautiful. Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-1048516545502900222014-11-19T14:32:21.629-08:002014-11-19T14:32:21.629-08:00Let me see what I can put together. . . Let me see what I can put together. . . Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-27329446132928045472014-11-19T14:03:38.331-08:002014-11-19T14:03:38.331-08:00What an interesting comment. My father was an engi...What an interesting comment. My father was an engineer, electrical. Supervised the design of the electrical system that kept blimps escorting convoys during WWII through to a space capsule putting a man on the moon. He told me a man who could not change a faucet washer was not worth space he consumed on earth. He remodeled my childhood home by himself; we fell asleep nightly to the sound of the shop smith sawing lumber.<br />I love to understand perceptions. Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-82656266341346863862014-11-19T10:28:55.557-08:002014-11-19T10:28:55.557-08:00Now I know why I have challenges. I'm only usi...Now I know why I have challenges. I'm only using one of my different intelligences and I'm not sure which one it is! This was starting to come in before I retired.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-59565784376418149442014-11-19T08:29:17.191-08:002014-11-19T08:29:17.191-08:00Poor farmers that is my family history...at least ...Poor farmers that is my family history...at least we could feed ourselves most of the time! My Maternal Grandfather could add figures in his head...he never used scratch paper to balance his checkbook:)Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-46295590352799902902014-11-19T07:05:52.286-08:002014-11-19T07:05:52.286-08:00Growing up, I felt inferior to my sister because s...Growing up, I felt inferior to my sister because she was so intelligent. She made straight A's, and was in the Beta Club. Daddy bragged that she had read our entire set of encyclopedias. I struggled to make passing grades. I laughed recently when my sister said to me, "you were probably the smartest one in our family"! Henny Pennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05958386938311591314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-7606581178396999982014-11-19T06:46:00.397-08:002014-11-19T06:46:00.397-08:00my father was a doctor and one of his favorite say...my father was a doctor and one of his favorite sayings was 'they don't make tools to fit my hands' and he would say it with something almost like pride. I always thought that would be something I wouldn't brag about, not being able to use tools effectively to fix things that needed fixing. I guess he thought because he could afford to hire people there was no reason he should make the attempt. but there was also that he thought that sort of work was beneath him. I love to work with my hands whether I am making a piece of art or trying to fix something that needs repair. There is a lot of satisfaction in seeing the immediate results of your work. ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-87447173495996535752014-11-19T05:43:25.085-08:002014-11-19T05:43:25.085-08:00I'd like to know more about the different kind...I'd like to know more about the different kinds of intelligence.....could you illuminate us in a future post?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-27271599486740011592014-11-19T05:39:44.914-08:002014-11-19T05:39:44.914-08:00We were always a pretty smart family, too, and I t...We were always a pretty smart family, too, and I took it for granted until I began to visit other homes and realized that we were different. My sister and I spent time reading the dictionary for fun. :-)DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.com