It seems like you missed the post I had made before this one about how we want better for our kids than the lives we lived, and you think I’m shitting on trades. I hold two journeyman tickets and a technical two year diploma and run a business providing services to the largest oil and gas producer in the country (none of this is bragging, I’m just stating my background). I work a rotation of seven days on and seven days off, twelve hour days, six hours away from home, wife and family. I stay in a remote work camp in a lovely 8x10 cell where I can hear my neighbour shit his guts out in our shared bathroom (which is illegal by OH&S, but the fine is cheaper than the cost of renovation). I have spent my entire adult life in steel boots, and it has worked out well for me, but it’s also come at a cost. Time away from my wife and kids is the biggest downside. It’s shutdown season now, so I get the pleasure of working 12/2’s for the next two months.
Now I know all of that is NOTHING compared to what you had to deal with during your career, which proves my point that we want better for the next generation, and it sounds like your son has successfully hoed his own row.
If my kids choose the trades, they have my 100% blessing, but I would be even happier if they became teachers so that they could spend every summer, Christmas, and spring breaks with their kids. Or make every Christmas concert, hockey game, birthday, and anniversary.