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![]() Summer 2008 |
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I have a 1995 Nissan pickup. It has over 120,000 miles. I love my pickup. Recently it needed some repairs. The coupling for the drive-shaft needed replaced. My regular mechanic did not have the tools to repair it so he recommended another place (he even made the appointment for me—he’s a great guy). I took it over to the other place and was greeted by a gentleman, probably in his late fifties or early sixties. As we were completing the paperwork, I inquired about the cost. He told me, “It’ll be $50 if the rear U-joint doesn’t break while I take it apart. If anyone in Western Colorado can get that drive line out without breaking the rear U-joint, it’s me.” As I was leaving, he stated, “Dude, that thing will run better than new when you pick it up.” I picked it up a few days later and he told me it was $75 for it. “Broke that rear U-joint, did you,” I said sarcastically. “Hell, no,” he replied. “The front U-joint shattered when I went to take it off. Good thing you brought it to me when you did.” Pride and confidence in a job well done is a rare thing now-a-days. As we say good-bye to the students that left in the spring, we hope we have assisted in making them better people than when they started college. As we prepare to welcome the new students the parents will drop off to our care, do we instill confidence in the parents that their child is in good hands? I have no doubt each and every one of us does. By the way, the truck is running great. Anthony is too—he’s the student who just brought me lunch and I promised to mention him in my article. |
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