OK. You’ve convinced me. I need to try making oak gall ink. Just to see if I can.
I’m a lawyer.
Stop laughing! To the extent that our conclave will reject primitive warlord or feudal civic structure, I can help cobble together some rules and regulations, with a mind to balance the need for decisive action with the virtues of civil liberties and democracy.
Failing that, I have lots of breastfeeding and knowledge and experience counseling mothers. In a pinch, I could support a woman through normal labor (though if things go pear-shaped I’m pretty useless).
I can also knit and crochet, build a fire, and I’m not afraid of cloth diapering!
Oh, and this too. I bring plenty of calories with my from pre-apocalypse plenty.
I forgot to mention I come with friends. Three specific friends and their toys.
My partner in crime, Hunting, Fishing, Construction, General Smarts. Comes with tools and a welder
My computer geek, EMT, Nurse, Construction, Orchard Building. Comes with tools and an oscilloscope
The nut, liberal gun fanatic. He can outfit a rifle company
You will know us by the convoy, 4wd diesel Excursions as bookends. The wives and GFs also have mad skills
This bunch is my bug out bag.
Those of you who need regular meds, do not worry. Pharmacy/Hospital raids are a time honored tradition of the Apocalypse.
Capt
I can moderate a message board.
What’s that you say? Stand up against that wall next to the lawyer?
Primary care physician, including doing minor surgical procedures and casting. Also delivered babies for 8 years. Have stuck dislocated joints back into place.
First aid
Wilderness first aid
Edible plant identification
Navigation: map & compass
Weather forecasting via cloud identification
Camping
Hiking
Fishing
Hunting
Oh yes, I forgot- I know how to care for bees, and (at least in theory) catch a swarm.
Ps, August West- I would like to get more into mushroom foraging, but I’m not in the same country, and I don’t think we get the hen-of-the-woods here.
Long-haul communications without infrastructure:
Among my interests is the hippest, coolest hobby of them all: Amateur radio.
I can get out a couple thousand miles on a couple watts using only wires, a radio, various antenna configurations and my knowledge and experience of atmospheric radio propagation. Our band of survivors is going to need to know where the zombies/radiation/floods/fires aren’t so we can head there and make a go of it.
I also have an EMP hardened, backpack wearable, fully self contained milspec rig but without the skill to use it, it doesn’t really qualify for this thread. Still, if the big one hits, look me up. Sure you could shoot me and just take it (hear me out!) but there’s a heck of a lot of buttons and screens on that thing and how did he have that antenna set up again…?
Emergency medical training:
I’m a lapsed Illinois licensed EMT, though I was never employed in that field.
My retention is pretty good though and I’ve used my ‘powers’ many times out in the wild.
Electrical engineering:
I’m an electrical engineer and otherwise pretty handy all around.
Well, I can sing real pretty. I’m sure that’ll come in handy.
And I teach voice. So we can produce some sort of zombie opera or something.
Other than that, I’m small and pretty quick (for a 37-year-old), so I can run and hide pretty well.
I can second-guess, snark at and sass leadership with the best of them.
I can cook but all my experience has been on modern equipment. But given what I know about flour milling and sour dough, I think I could adapt.
I can garden. I can dig(goes with the gardening) I can fish, but have no pole or equipment. Could probably cobble something together.
I can crochet, so I could make nets for fishing. I’m able bodied, so I could do manual labor.
I know basic first aid.
I haven’t handles a firearm in 36 years, but I have nothing against them and would be willing to learn to shoot, and to shoot if necessary.
I’m good at delivering the U.S. mail by horseback and having sex with other guy’s wives to continue the gene pool.
Insulin needs to be kept within a certain temperature range, and it does go bad. You have to have FRESH supplies of it, you can’t count on raiding supplies indefinitely. I just trotted into the kitchen and checked the fridge…my current bottles of insulin expire in December 2014.
My dad taught me how to make fishing nets, with a shuttle and all, but I can’t remember how to do it. It’s different from crocheting, though. It takes less twine.
I’d be excellent bait for a trap.
Otherwise I’ve got utterly nothing.
I got a bunch of skills that are already duplicates of other peoples’ like camping experience and cooking over an open fire and gardening and basic first aid.
Here’s what I bring to the table that hasn’t been mentioned yet:
Textile arts: not just sewing, spinning, knitting and crochet but I’m also an experienced weaver and I have built looms of several varieties, know how to dye stuff, know how to make the tools to do all the other work. Also felt making and papermaking, which are related skills.
We will have to obtain some sheep (or llamas, alpacas, suitable fuzzy rabbits, etc.) and some sources of vegetable fiber, however.
Leather working: While I haven’t tanned anything yet, our hunters should be able to supply sufficient hides to experiment with. Aside from that, experience working with, forming, and sewing leather.
Shoe repair: I currently do this for a living. When you can no longer go to the mall for a cheap new pair of shoes I will become your friend. By extension, I should be able to make shoes given sufficient incentive.
Soapmaking: Not just scenting soaps, how to make it from scratch.
I can work iron, so I could shoe the horses.
I can work copper to make cooking utensils and pretty things to trade for scalps.
I inherited my mother’s gift for Sicilian cooking.
I’m a born salesman. In a good way.
I can carve animals out of wood so we would be covered on bear idols for our bear-worshiping, post-apocalyptic religion.
That has to be enough to get me an interview, right?
I probably shouldn’t mention that I’m an old man with blood pressure issues and a history of minor heart attacks…
Based on extensive Microsoft flight simulator experience I feel certified in flying over a dozen types of aircraft, from the Wright protoplane to cessnas.
Fly? yes. Land? No. Still working on that.
I grew up on a farm and although I haven’t done that sort of work for a long time I could fairly easily go back to it if I had to.
I’m pretty self-sufficient, I think I’d make a good scout to check out the surrounding area, make contact with other communities and negotiate trade, I’m also a pretty good shot and have no moral qualms with a little of the old ultra-violence in a good cause.
After all, every post-apocalyptic camp of traumitised survivors needs a resident Hero… 
I spent much of the 90’s backpacking (wilderness, not Europe/hippie trail) and playing mountain man for extended periods of time, living off the land.
I know several methods to start a fire without matches. I’ve made a few bow drills and started fires that way.
I’ve done some flintknapping.
I can also build shelters from brush and stay warm at night, provided it isn’t too wet outside.
I’ve raised vegetable gardens much of my life.
I’ve set snares, caught, butchered, cooked and eaten small animals.
I made a buckskin shirt all the way from roadkill to wearable shirt.
I have decent knowledge of wild edible plants and mushrooms of North America.
I’ve sewed buttons on shirts using yucca leaves as a needle/thread.
I know first aid
I’ve done construction, so I can frame up a house.
I can repair an older engine (one with a carbeuretor). I don’t usually go behind the water pump, but I’ve done head gaskets before.
I’m a decent cook.
I have basic first aid knowledge.
I can set up a computer network.
So what you’re saying is, given enough post-apocalyptic time, evolution will weed out such things as diabetes?
What modern medicine can’t do, nature say’s “I got it covered”.