As for my memory, it all probably started with my  grandfather, John Seibel. But knowing the long line of semi-intelligent rednecks I come from, it probably started with his father, my great grandfather and so on and so forth. But for me it started with my father. My dad loved to share and teach his knowledge of cars, planes, bikes, boats, and pretty much just about anything with a motor. My father spent countless nights in the garage working on all sorts of projects. He had a 1973 SS Chevelle as well as 1987 Z31.          As I got older my dad would teach me and my little sister basic car knowledge. He taught me how important it was to keep fluids topped off, check the air in the tires, and make sure there's tread on the brakes.   One day he came home with a 28ft Four Winns boat that's probably around 30 years old by now. Needless to say, this thing did not run. This boat was where my dad taught me a lot of my electrical knowledge. My dad didn’t always fix things the right way, he’d fix things the way they’d work. I kinda picked up on that. My family would call this redneck ingenuity but I’ve never been ashamed to admit it.  My father was an aviation technician in the U.S. Navy. His time in the Navy inspired me to join the Army and become a vehicle mechanic. Working on cars makes me feel like I have a part of my dad with me. 

– IS

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