Dad didn’t graduate high school. Worked all his life at hot, dirty and dangerous jobs in the oil fields. Made sure his too sons graduated college with no debt. (We worked too.) His only rule was that his sons would take one semester of typing in high school. He missed out on a job in an air conditioned office because he couldn’t type. He said we would never need typing but it seemed to him that it was a valuable skill to have.
I told him how much I appreciated that he had insisted that I learn to type before he passed.
My mother, who was a secretary before she became a full time Mom, insisted I take a typing course the summer before I entered high school. Most practical course I ever took, and always grateful to her for that.
“His only rule was that his sons would take one semester of typing in high school.”
That was the class that got me started in my career. Latin, the sciences, all the math classes were OK, but Personal Typing was the most practical.