\nAs a kid, I lived in a few small towns in the Maritimes, where most of the “town-dwellers” lived only a couple of blocks from the main street. It wasn’t uncommon for them to walk places.<\/p>\n
\nOne place they would walk is to the gas station, to get gas for their lawn mowers. You’d see them on the way, carrying the empty can; ten or twenty minutes later, they’d return. A couple of times a summer, you’d see them on that errand.<\/p>\n
\nI didn’t think much, back then, about why they walked down to get gas rather than driving. However, it made total sense: it kept the gasoline out of the car. Regardless of the reason, people seemed to enjoy the walk to get gas.<\/p>\n
\nDecades later, I was doing the same thing. Walking home from the gas station with gas for the lawn mower, I was stopped by an older man out on his walk.<\/p>\n
“That’s for the lawn mower, eh?” he asked.<\/p>\n
I nodded; we both smiled.<\/p>\nJack of Oracle Tutoring by Jack and Diane,<\/a> Campbell River, BC.\n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Self-tutoring about household chores: the tutor reflects and reminisces. As a kid, I lived in a few small towns in the Maritimes, where most of the “town-dwellers” lived only a couple of blocks from the main street. It wasn’t uncommon …<\/p>\n