Growing up in a small town, folks like the auto mechanic, heat & air guy, and plumber are almost like family in that we've called on them time and again -- even on Sundays and Thanksgiving -- and there they are post haste. When my parents' air conditioner went on the fritz (for which no one could blame it, given this relentless heat), they called the heat & air guy, a name almost as familiar as my own to me. Guess what the problem was?
The capacitor.
chocolate granola
11 years ago
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