Let The Bad Times Roll Dear Blog:
I stopped by to see our family mechanic after work yesterday to get my broken window and ABS looked at. The repair shop is owned by Charlie. My Dad has always taken his car to Charlie. I've know him practically my entire life. Not my Dad, Charlie. My Dad I've known my entire life; there's no "practically" about it.

Anyway, Charlie tells me that the window is easy, and that he'd take care of it right away. He removes a couple of screws and quickly pops off the inside of my car door, and replaces a couple of plastic clips that hold my window in place on the track. Ten minutes and twenty dollars later, my car window is working again.

As far as the ABS goes, he says that the brake pads probably need to be replaced. He advised me to make an appointment for a time where I can leave my car with him for a the day.

Charlie's shop is closed on Sundays, and anyway, tomorrow is Easter Sunday, so on Monday, I'll have to check with Frank at work to see if he can meet me at Charlie's Auto Shop one morning during the week and drop me off after work. I got the impression that he's on a pretty tight schedule, but it can't hurt to ask.

Here's Hoping...
- Bernie  ¶ 6:39 PM