My Dad was a police officer. Had he chosen to indict me for all the stuff I destroyed in the name of science, I'd still be in jail. Luckily, when he was young,

My Dad was a police officer. Had he chosen to indict me for all the stuff I destroyed in the name of science, I'd still be in jail. Luckily, when he was young, he did similarly stupid things (like chopping down a tree...onto his house). Whenever I'd cause particular mayhem, he'd take me to the local library to learn where my latest experiment had gone badly. Heck, thanks to his good attitude and interest in my passions, by the time I was 14, I could have gotten a job fixing VCRs, computers, televisions, radios, etc.