Dad – Thanks for buying junk

I was listening to a podcast the other day about creative thinkers. I was trying to think of people in my life that were creative. Since I was thinking about sending my Dad his birthday card he was top of mind. Initially I thought my Dad was far from creative.

For some reason I thought about all the “junk” that he bought at farm auctions and stored in our shop. Then I changed my mind that made re-think how I thought about him. We didn’t have much money at that time so he couldn’t have been buying things just to fill up the shop and make us sort can after can of nuts and bolts. For some of it he probably had to buy the lot to get something specific he wanted. For the other stuff he had plans for. He saw potential. I remember him always talking about a different way to things for the hogs or rigging up something. Not a lot of them got done but he proved something else from the podcast that creative people like Einstein, Edison or Beethoven weren’t necessarily smarter than other people they just had more ideas. By sheer volume they came up with great ideas or amazing music compositions. My Dad had a lot of ideas. They weren’t on the scale of relativity but they were creative. I like to think that he passed on to his sons some of that creativity in how to fix or build things.

His junk was helpful in other ways. It gave us material to play in creative ways. We made star fighters, ships and more from the odd pieces and parts he brought home. We played with that junk over and over again, expanding our imagination. It didn’t hurt that the shop was a good place to hide to keep from getting extra chores.

Thanks Dad for buying junk and seeing the potential and happy birthday.