This discussion brings back some very fond memories for me. My father was an electrical contractor, and because I was extraordinarily lucky, he took me, a daughter, on the job with him from time to time, and at home, sat me down to show me how he repaired a lamp, fixed the toaster, or even replaced a plumbing fixture. He encouraged me to excel in math and science and never tried to push me in a traditional female direction. This might not be so unusual today, but I was born in 1950! My younger brother got the full benefit of this as well, and both of us, who also spent time in the kitchen with our mother, are very good cooks, too. Oddly enough, we both know how to sew a bit because our father taught us how to do that. My mother always claimed she failed that part of home economics. As I look back, I really have no idea how in the world we were lucky enough to have parents who did not force us into the molds of gender roles, but I am so grateful that we had the parents we did. This prepared both of us to be better mates and parents ourselves and to never be subjected to the gender limits so often imposed. My father is 89 now, and he still likes to teach his grandchildren, both male and female, a thing or two about wiring.