Sunday, July 8, 2012

Our 'Go To' Guy

There probably isn't one of you reading this who know Steve who haven't been helped out by him a time or two. I'm sure we all have words to describe him...I'll just use maniac.

If you were moving, have those boxes packed and get out of his way. If your car broke down, he'd know exactly what to do and then do it or get someone who could. If you were in jail, he'd bail you out. Well, unless it was your third time.

Before getting sick he was in 5th gear most of the time. I never saw him watch T.V. during the day or on weekends for several years into our marriage. The muscle, steam and good intentions were always there.

Maybe you'd like to tell of a time Steve helped you out. Feel free to share. Of course there was the old guy walking in the rain storm with all those groceries that he took home, the car accident he came upon and assisted with, the driveways he plowed before the owners were even awake, and the countless people pulled out of snow drifts who won't be able to tell their story. Those will just be stored up treasure.

1 comment:

  1. I was a Senior in High School when I decided that all I wanted to do was fix and paint cars. I was enrolled in one of those half day work classes and had an instructor who had Lane Autobody's business card in his rolodex. He made the call and set me up an interview. I was nervous with the thought of interviewing for a "real" job and being a long haired punk looking kid, as I was, I didn't really have any high hopes of getting a second look from any potential employers in the field. It made things worse when my teacher gave the old address on Northwest Blvd. and I ended up running late. I had pretty much written the whole thing off when I finally found Lane Autobody hidden off of Brady and 53rd and even considered not going in for the interview. Fortunately, I did. I walked in and was greeted by this big grinning Five foot nothing guy with...longish hair. I wasn't sure what to think. Steve asked me to take a seat and immediately proceeded with the "interview". The interview was completely unusual. I was a very experienced fast food joint kinda kid and had several hot seat experiences, but this was nothing like that. Steve just started talking. He didn't ask me the usual questions about why I thought I'd be good for his company or what my strengths or weaknesses were. No, he just wanted to now how I was. What kinda of things I liked to do. What I did in my spare time. The whole thing was very candid and I felt very comfortable. That, I think, was just Steve being Steve. Years later I asked him about it and he said it was just his way of finding out about me. Made me put my guard down so he could get a real sense of who I was. Steve took a chance on me and gave me several years of some of the greatest work experience I will ever remember. I'll always be greatful to Steve and Steve's wacky shop crew. NEVER a dull moment. Steve, Bill, Charlie, Gary, and Randy all had a part in shaping my personality and making me the person I am today. I credit most of my sense of humor to them. They also taught me to do the kind of autobody repairs that I could be proud to showcase. Believe me. I've seen more than my share of Body Repairs out there and I still consider Steve's to be some of the finest there is. If I never said thank you, Steve, it was never cause I didn't mean it. I appreciated every moment you gave me in your shop. You helped me get where I am today. I think without the honor of ever having the chance to work for you, without the time, money, and effort you spent on me, I could have easily ended up like some of the other guys I was coming up with. Thanks Steve. You are a true mentor and friend. I will be praying for you and your family. God Bless.

    Scott Rice