feuervogel | (Reply)

Oh, some of my friends are libertarians. (And not responding to the bait, which makes me kind of sad ;) I lace my post with Marxism, and they don't respond. What's up with that?)

I don't have a lot of old friends. I wasn't very good at making them when I was younger. But most of my friends also had divorced parents, to the point where I thought everyone's parents didn't live together. I'm still kind of surprised to meet people whose parents are still happily married.

Oddly, my maternal grandfather went to college, but none of his children did, and his forebears didn't; and on my dad's side, no one did, either. So it was gramps, then me, then my sister and two of my cousins. Three didn't, and one's still in high school. Of the ones who didn't, one is mentally retarded, another is an HVAC tech, and the third just joined the Marines. The latter two's parents (they're brothers) are a mechanic and a hair stylist, who make (easily) more than I do. Karl repairs Mercedes, and Lela runs a salon.

My distant German ancestors (grandpa's grandparents) were machinists of some sort back in Silesia. Possibly something to do with textiles, and the town they lived in was one of the sites of the Weaver's Revolts of 1844.