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THE MUSIC BOXFriday, 18 March: I woke up thinking about myfather, Katie, and the troubles with the motorhome. However, my first order of business wasto repair the motor home. I decided to visit Allan,a Canadian living in Guayabitos who was familiarwith mechanical and electrical issues. After Iexplained the problem Allan said he would driveover with me to an electrical mechanic namedBedo who lived in La Penita. I didn’t realize it atthe time, but Allan was fluent in Spanish. Bedolistened as Allan explained my problem with themotor home and agreed to take a look. After tenminutes of circuit testing Bedo identified thesource of the problem as a bad battery isolator.These items are not common in the smallertowns, but Bedo thought he had a used one lyingaround his shop. After two hours the motor homewas running like new again. For the diagnosis,parts, and repair, Bedo charged me a total of justthirty-two dollars. He handed me the defectiveisolator and showed me how a charging testrevealed that the isolator would not allow acharge to pass through it. I told Bedo he couldkeep the isolator if he promised to give it to ateenager who needed one for his boom box carstereo system. No sooner had I said that than ayoung teenager in a pickup truck blaringexcruciating loud music pulled up to Bedo’sshop. By the divine heavens, the boy asked ifBedo had an isolator for his car stereo system.Bedo, smiling broadly, handed the kid mydefective isolator. I laughed all the way home.