As the father to four children, I frequently enlisted their help, willingly and unwillingly, when doing various projects around the house. They would hold a flashlight (usually pointed in the wrong place), pass me tools, and hold fasteners until needed. My oldest son is apparently still traumatised by the flashlight duty that he performed, because he posts memes about it on social media.
The other day youngest son and I went to our church to assemble a metal locker to be used by my wife's knitting club at the church. I brought my tool bag filled with screw drivers, cordless drill, pliers, crescent wrench, tape measure, but no flashlight.
While I was still examining the directions, youngest son armed himself with a cross tip driver and went to work. Soon I was reduced to holding the scews for him and holding my cell phone to light up his work.
It struck me right there that I was filling the role that the children had done for me those many years ago.
At !east I pointed the light in the right direction.
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