My dad taught me (and is still teaching me) the value of hard work. When he has a tool in his hands, or is behind the steering wheel of a construction vehicle, he just... comes alive. And he's spread that joy of putting one's back into it to me as well! Put me behind a lawnmower (or beside it, if it needs fixing), or give me a hand tool and I'll get right to work! Of course, I can't work nearly as long or as hard as he can, but that just means there's room for me to grow.