Austin is one lucky dude hanging in The Shop with the likes of Chuck.
As a lad, I was nearly as lucky rebuilding two very different engines with the guiding hand of a delightful neighbor, Hal Alred.
I remember my Mom saying, "Mr. Alred has an airplane in his garage."
Snarky teen (me) replies, "Aw, Mom, you'll believe anything!"
Turns out, the fine man truly was an Airframe&Powerplant Mechanic dating from the Second World War. And, yep, he had a complete fuselage and wing he had built in our little residential neighborhood. And four or five Lycomings and Continentals. What an amazing guy. I feel so totally lucky that he was willing to show me so many great things in my youth.
Just as lucky as I feel, right now, "knowing" all of you fine fellows!