Excellent piece, George.

My father was recruited to become a "Desert Rat" in North Africa during WWII. His type was sought after because he had survival instincts, ingenuity, and a diversity of skills learned from running our family sheep station in New Zealand. My father had a magic touch for trucks broken down or stuck in the sand. He quickly rose in rank while others less adaptable fell away.

When he returned home, he converted my grandfather's steamship to oil burning. -- an undertaking that stood him out from the crowd.

Best.

Another aspect is that skills and models fashioned in one field can be successfully applied in another (and then possibly traded back).

I invite you to Witzig Gallery, where I have exhibitions of paintings and drawings being architecture.