my dad was more interested in teaching me to be a gentleman and used logical argument . I made him angry enough to raise his fist a few times but he had seen me in neighborhood fights and thought better. Mom on the other hand was a country girl who would make be get my own switch, and then proceed to wear it out on my back, rear end, and legs. When I was 13 or 14 I laughed at her best efforts, and I never got any physical punishment from either of them after that. Mom said her mother had wished her to have a child as ornery as she was when she was a kid, and was sort of proud that the curse came true...