I remember figuring out my own solution to the Rubik’s Cube more than two decades ago. But I have long forgotten the exact moves past two layers of solved pieces. Recently Sheryl showed me a cube. I googled a random solution and solved the cube for her. This rekindled the the drive to personalize the solution and internalize its moves, again. It turned into a nerdy anniversary present for Elisha.
As they say, early indoctrination works best.