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{January 5, 2011}   a darn good mechanic

I adore my mechanic and his wife. I can’t say enough good things about them. How can you not love a mechanic who has a white rabbit named Steve in the office/waiting area? Who names a rabbit Steve?

I had a meeting about 20 miles away to discuss how a non profit used their  fund raising and development efforts to spearhead a $150 million dollar concert hall. Yikes. After a tour of the facilities and discussion of fund raising, I was on my way home when all my truck alarms, bells and whistles started going off at once. Sounds I had never heard were blaring and booming from the dashboard…I think I even heard a faint EYE U GAH EYE U GAH…the old submarine submerge alarm…

We limped in to my minion parking place (we have two lots for staff that I fondly refer to as…the Ad-min lot and the Ad-minion lot), shut her down and finished out my day of meetings, reports and phone calls.

At the end of the day, I packed it up and started up the truck. She sounded good so far, needed some petrol, but was pretty quiet all the same, until I headed out to the service station for a good fueling. Chugging away, like the little engine that could, we pulled in to my mechanic’s lot. 15 minutes from closing, Dave and Mindy took me in as if I were in the rain without an umbrella. Mindy runs the office and her husband Dave runs the garage. Good, honest folk…Mindy drove my truck into the garage for Dave and I was left alone with Steve, feeding him dried apple slices and watching him scamper around his picket fence pen in the office as I called out his name.

Ten minutes later, I find out the alarms were all about my alternator, and in the most complex of auto-mechanic words and jargon, Dave tells me it is “kaput”. In sincere and full apology, Mindy tells me they won’t be able to work on it but could get to it the next day.  No problem! They are such good people.

Steve’s knows he’s got it good too. He was ready to call it a day as well. He goes home with them every night in a pet carrier and comes back every day they are there.

I hope you are as lucky as Steve and I are to know such good honest folk.




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