Last week, I called the local Heating and A/C corporation and asked if I could get some service on our air conditioner unit.
I was going on getaway in 2 weeks, and I wanted to make sure our air conditioner machine was took care of before I left.
I didn’t want to come apartment and turn on the air conditioner machine to find that it wasn’t working properly. Two nights later, I saw the service van pull into the driveway, and 2 hours later there was a knock on the door. I was so surprised to see our nephew come to the door, that I almost didn’t answer it. The last time I heard anything about our nephew was when our brother told myself and others he was in juvenile court for possession of drugs and trying to sell them. I thought he was in jail, and I was afraid to open the door. I then remembered I hadn’t seen our nephew in over 5 years. I took him out back to look at the air conditioner unit. When he had it cleaned and diagnosed, he told myself and others he changed the air filter, cleaned the condensate drain, and he put a new fan blade on. He looked at myself and others and told myself and others he had changed. While in juvenile lock up, he met a young person whose father was an Heating and A/C professional. He said he admired the man, and he wanted to be like him. He helped him got through Heating and A/C university while still juvenile lock up, and he hadn’t even looked at drugs since the day he met the Heating and A/C professional. I provided him a hug and said I was proud of him.