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Southeast Iowa | I have sort of an "air conditioner ministry". If I hear of someone; especially retired or elderly; who is sweltering in a home with a dead air conditioner and they are ninety-sixth on the repairman's list to get it fixed, I'll toss a tank of F-22 in the pickup; mosey on over; and gas up their unit. Ninety percent of the time it's just low on Freon. I come home with jars of jam, venison sausage, sweet corn, home made pickles; you name it. Oh, and usually get a "Thank you" along with the good stuff. | |
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