We all live by our personal ethics, but do we ever think about them and what they mean for us? Do we know where they come from or how they have changed over the years? I think my personal ethics were originally ingrained in me by my parents and other family members. There was always respect for each other and the way you communicated with them. Aunts and uncles were always addressed by aunt or uncle and then by their name. Neighbors were also called sir and madam, never by their first names. I feel like your personal ethics may change as you mature, or perhaps they will improve. Maybe it's the knowledge we get from life