I’m in my 60's, my kids are grown. I had visions of cultivating them into carnivorous learners, devouring knowledge merely for the love of it. Alas, they are normal good boys leading normal good lives. What I failed to realize is that I don’t have a spit of ambition. I always did what was asked of me, had a good job, but never had the courage to change ships in rough waters. They take after me.