Growing up, both of my grandfathers were pretty handy, fixed almost everything themselves, and had the tools to do things. My dad was pretty handy himself, and had tools. Exposed to all that, I've always been a tinkerer. My woodworking generally leaves something to be desired, I'm much better at metal-working, but most of my tools are bought for electronics work. Never-the-less, on my 12th birthday, my maternal grandfather gave me an electric drill with a 1/4-inch chuck. That was in 1968. I had attempted to use my dad's larger drill for the odd hole, but it was too powerful for my grip at that age (his was a 3/8-inch chuck).
Some projects always have a few unknown factors. One thing I never work on are automobiles: most of my attempts at even the simplest task start out with needing the odd tool, eventually I injure myself and still don't have the task done, and still have to get a mechanic to do the job. So I don't do cars.
I remember my grandfather watching with fascination as I assembled my Heathkit Frequency Counter back in 1978 as he had never seen anyone do such fine soldering as I was doing on the circuit board.
Some projects always have a few unknown factors. One thing I never work on are automobiles: most of my attempts at even the simplest task start out with needing the odd tool, eventually I injure myself and still don't have the task done, and still have to get a mechanic to do the job. So I don't do cars.
I remember my grandfather watching with fascination as I assembled my Heathkit Frequency Counter back in 1978 as he had never seen anyone do such fine soldering as I was doing on the circuit board.