A most awesome post Alain.
Fondly remembering Dad putting hammers, wrenches, screwdrivers, etc... in our hands. He allowed me to use a power drill when I was around 8. Dad's reasoning was that the power drill was the least dangerous power tool as one would have to be just plain dumb to keep drilling after the drill bit hit your skin 
Thanks Dad - miss you.
Be well...
Couldn't agree more.
My dad left school at 16, went to work as a mechanic, then joined the Royal Navy in WWII where he received a wartime commission as an officer. Afterward, they sent him to university to learn to be an engineer.
The major life-lesson I learned from working next to him on household projects and auto repairs (everything from replacing clutches and grinding valves to remodeling bathrooms) was "always know what tool I'm going to need next, and have it ready for me before I ask for it." That has had a huge impact on my life (and I'm not a tradesman).
I have two daughters, and they are absolute experts at installing ceiling fans and garage door openers!
