So what was I 10,000 year ago? I was not a hunter. I know a hunter, my oldest son Greg. He can make a bow and an arrow, can shoot a gun and release an arrow with a sure and steady hand. He can send a fly from a rod to the place where the fish will bite. He can steer a tugboat pushing a fuel and supply-laden barge through heavy seas in the waters surrounding Alaska. I do not have these talents.
I am a talker, an explainer of things, but I am not sure of what specific use this may be to the clan.
I do know where I am most of the time. I usually know where north is. I can hike an area I haven’t seen in ten years and remember key landmarks. I can find my out when lost, by looking at the lie of the land and imagine how the hills and valleys and creeks and streams relate to each other.
So, I will say I am a scout and a tracker. And a talker.
What are you, 10,000 years ago?