Down on 9th South is Chris Boyer's TV repair shop. (It is now an architectural salvage store but the owner has preserved the signage from the original.)
Chris Boyer was like a member of the family. Since the tuner on the TV needed cleaning and the tubes burned out often you could count on needing the TV repaired about every six months. And when you found someone you liked, you kept their card.
So....he'd been in the home a couple of times a year and watched the family grow up. Chris would show up with his tools in one hand and a big box with a handle on it (a tube caddy) full of the common tubes in the other.
And he knew his stuff. It was easier back then because bad parts would usually burn up so you'd look for the charred components first. If things looked OK you'd fire up the chassis and look for tubes that weren't glowing.
But to us it was amazing that he could fix the TV set.
Anyway, I snapped a photo of his shop in memory of a technician who made house calls and knew us by name. Those were simpler times.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
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