I grew up with my two older brothers and younger sister in a small town in upstate NY. My mother was an amazing cook and my father drove truck during the week and worked on renovating his 130 year old house on the weekends. My brothers and I would help my father with the demolition which I thought was fun. My father was very handy and had this creepy tool shed in the back of the garage where he was always sawing and building stuff. I was only in the 4th grade but I wish I paid a little more attention and asked more questions.