"I spent my childhood handing my dad tools as he did home repair projects, did mundane auto repair and rebuilt a race car engine. At the time it seemed like a bit of a chore, but now I realize how lucky I was to have a chance to get comfortable around tools of all kinds and to not be afraid to use them. I'll never forget the first time my dad handed me a starter motor and said, 'Here. Go replace the starter motor on the car.' By myself. I was sixteen. First, I had to FIND the starter motor on the car, since I had not previously been fully aware that there even was such a thing. Then I had to find the right wrench. There were just three bolts, but I dropped that frigging wrench through the engine and crawled under the car to get it about fifteen times before I got it all figured out. I'm sure my dad knew that it wasn't the most complicated care repair job, but it was a great place to start, and I did it. For years I did my own car repairs, and if you can name it, I replaced it."
