For those "youngsters" out there from us over 40

I'm 56 and didn't have apaying job till I was out of high school.
You see, we lived in northern snow country out of town on a fair big peice of property where there was no natural gas or even propane delivery.
My after school time was spent splitting wood for the fireplace and the woodstove in the kitchen that my mom cooked on, then carrying about a 1/3 cord into the closed in porch area every evening.
There was a pencil line on the wall that my Dad said the wood stack had to be up to every night.
When he got off work and came home at 11pm and the wood was short of that line (AT ALL) he would get me out of bed and I would have to go out in 2-3 feet of snow to finish it.
Weekends in the warmer part of the year were spent out in the woods cutting and loading it on a two ton Chevy flatbed truck with 8 foot siderails, and I would ride back down out of the mountains on top of that load of wood with the chainsaws.
At 13 my dad bought me a 12 inch bar chainsaw so I didn't have to use an axe anymore to clear the limbs of the trees he was cutting up.
By the time I was 16 or so, I knew how to use every tractor, caterpillar, car, truck and tool we owned.
At 14 if it snowed too much that day I would have to go out at 10pm and start a small fire under the cat crankcase to warm the oil so I could get it started, and then drive it down to the paved road and wait for my Dad so I could drag his car through the snow back to the house.

Yea, kids today don't have a clue.