*from the blond with the umbrella*
My dad hated to buy anything new if the old could be repaired, so we all were very familiar with taking things apart to see how they worked *most times we even got them back together with all their parts in the right place and it worked again*
I remember my youngest brother was constantly taking things apart, even when the house was being remodeled (he was in Kindergarten) he would take the nails out of what was just built. I still always try to repair something myself before replacing it. (In my 20's I took my VW carburetor apart in my dining room and laid all the parts out in the order I took it apart.)