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Monday, December 9, 2024

"I'm not in love with money"

Don has owned a little vacuum cleaner shop on West Avenue for forty-something years.  The only thing I've ever purchased from him are bags, but I have been there numerous times for help with my Dyson.  He never charges me--and most of the people in line.

"No charge," he says, " Just tax, which on zero for the governor is zero." 

After my several minor fixes or tutorials, he walks me out to the car and plays with Luci.  

I asked him today why he doesn't charge, and he said, "I'm just not in love with money, but I do love seeing people get something for free."

His customers leave happy, and that's what matters to him.  

I asked him how he liked Dysons, and he said, "I love them.  My repair shop is full of them and that's where I make my money, along with selling products."

He then showed me the cordless vacuums he likes best, and when it's time for a new one, I'll go to Don's.

"I'm living a happy life," he said.  "I have forty acres with three ponds on it and my grandchildren love to go there.  I have everything I need."

Sometimes an encounter with one generous man (who still loves his work after all these years) is the icing on the the cake of a beautiful day.


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