One benefit of having a father who worked in construction all his life was I never wanted for a summer job. The day after school ended, I was expected to report to work for the company my father worked for at the time. Another benefit was I was often given the lowest of the low jobs. I learned how to dig ditches, clean out manholes, drive a bulldozer, scale the walls of a lock and dam to patch holes, and do lots of jobs given to me to test whether this high school and college kid felt a certain job was beneath him. Those were the jobs where when I arrived home my mother made me leave my clothes outside and hose off before being allowed to enter the house.
There is a big benefit in working at such jobs. You respect others who do such work every day, and you gain respect from others if you do those same jobs without complaint. There is also a lot to be said about the view from a manhole, a ditch, or deep pit. Your perspective is a lot different, and lots of things are more appreciated.