Originally Posted by phragle

I credit my dad with a lot.. He grew up on a farm. taught me at a very young age that if something breaks, you fix it, if you dont know how you take it apart and figure it out. If at that point you still cant fix it, its just phucked and needs to be replaced. He taught me auto repair by having me fix the car way before I was old enough to think about having a drivers license, he taught me woodwork, fiberglass and epoxy by employing me as slave labor helping him build a 41 foot trimaran from scratch. He taught me home repair by having me climb a rickety azz wobbely scaffold to paint the house..god Im still afraid of hieghts over that one. He taught me to sail by getting me a 16' hobie cat when I was 13, chasing me out of the house, telling me to hit the lake and not come back untill the sun went down. He taught me to waterski by standing on his feet and holding the rope with him before I was big enough to try on my own. Basically he taught me to swim in life by teaching me to just jump in the deep end and go for it.