For more than 25 years my dad has owned his own appliance repair business. He worked out of our house — with his office in our utility room and his shop in the garage. Last Friday, he closed his toolbox, took the signs off his work van, changed the message on his answering machine, and officially closed up shop to enter the blissful (so I’m told!) world of retirement.
My parents live in a relatively small town, and, after 25 years of traveling all over the county to fix people’s major appliances, my dad got to know a lot of people. It’s no exaggeration to say that he is THE beloved repairman in Meadville. He’s known for being fair and honest, polite and well dressed. He’s gifted at making conversation with people. These qualities (and many others!) earned him the respect and business of many through the years.
Because of dad’s extensive network of contacts, I grew up simply being known as “Dave’s daughter” in many circles. I had few teachers or friends whose homes he had not visited. He knew nearly everyone it seemed! I never minded simply being associated with him — for all the reasons mentioned above. As a matter of fact, if people in my hometown still only know me as “Dave’s daughter,” that’s perfectly fine. More than fine really. An honor.
Happy retirement, dad. You’ve earned many happy years of rest and relaxation, puttering around the house and traveling with your cute wife. Thanks for being such a wonderful example…for approaching life and business with such integrity. I have learned much from you. I hope your retirement includes many visits to central Pennsylvania — Adele, Jeff, and I look forward to making many more memories with you and mom.