Well-Rounded

I vividly remember a conversation I had with my dad when I was a teenager. The memory of the conversation surfaced today during a visit with a co-worker. This man loves to ski. It's about all that he can talk about. I could hear my dad's voice from that conversation long ago. "Be a well-rounded person." Now that meant something to me at that time because looking back now it felt like all I was interested in was playing or watching something that had to do with sports. I wouldn't have called myself well-rounded.
I'm not sure why that particular thought came to mind today but I think that the advice, my dad gave me, was solid and spot on.
I am of the opinion that a person can't learn too much about the things in life. No matter how much I think I may know about one thing, there is always something else that I know very little about. The irony too, is that the older I get, the more I realize how little I know about anything. That cracks me up.
It seems wise to learn about many different things.
We once had a neighbor who knew a little about many different things. Becky and I would laugh as we watched him and wondered if there was anything he didn't know or couldn't do. I'm sure he had things that he wished he knew more about, but from our perspective, it appeared that he was very knowledgeable.
I want to be well-rounded. I already know that I know just enough to be dangerous. The desire is still there to learn all that I can.
It's a big world out there. Our minds are a complex creation. There is plenty of storage space therein. Learn all that you can.