When I recently moved into an apartment near the West Palm Beach City, Florida area, the apartment manager recommended that I find an auto electrician near me. He said that I could not imagine leaving such an expensive appliance out in the open and that he could not risk missing any work on it. He mentioned a local electrician by the name of Gerald Cordell, but that name did not ring a bell with me, since I had never heard of him nor did I know of anyone who had ever worked with him. After some research, I found that Cordell had been in the business for close to forty years and that his certification was from the American Society of Mechanical Engineers. Also, his location was listed as being right in Palm Beach City, Florida.
After explaining to him what I intended to do, he showed me around the complex. The place was clean, orderly, and kept very well maintained. Everything was in working order, including the main entrance, which bore the name “Gerry” Hoover. After showing me the generator he had set up in the back parking lot, he asked me if I would be okay with having a starter motor hooked up to the system. He assured me that I would not have a problem with that and he offered to hook it up for me.
When I arrived at his office, I was met at the door by a pleasant man who introduced himself as Gerry. He asked if I needed any help and then handed me a key to the starter motor. I thanked him and returned to his office to get it put in. Once it was in place, he advised me to take a look at the warning lights in the auto electrical section of his shop. He handed me a paper with the names and numbers of all the warning lights and told me that he had taken the time to make sure that the lights were in good working order before he came into my home.