Bloody Knuckles: A Competent Assistant is What I Need
By Peter D. DuPre They say that two heads are better than one, and on the whole, I agree. If you've got a buddy to help you work on your car, or at least someone to run for cold beer when it's over, then life is good and the repairs seem to go easier. Since my son took off for Iraq about a year and a half ago, I've been pretty much forced to do all my own repair work without any help, except for some kibitzing from my neigh-bor, Ron. I suspect that Ron drops by from his house around the corner because he get a little twiggy rattling around in that house all alone and stopping by to see what catastrophe I'm involved in adds a little meaning to his life. Don't get me wrong, Ron is a great guy to chew to fat with, but he doesn't know squat about fix-ing broken machinery. He thinks he does, but as evidence for the pros-ecution, I point to the two broken Ford Crown Vics in his driveway and a half rebuilt motorcycle in his garage. Ron fixed these things by buying a new Dodge Charger and a Harley. He still says that he's going 18 CHANGING LANES JANUARY WWW.CHANGINGLANESDIGITAL.COM CL0110_Bloody Knuckles.indd 18 12/6/09 4:35 PM