My uncle is one of the best men in the world. And trust me, this isn’t just warm air. He is the sort of person who can give you the shirt on his back. He took me in when I had no one else to turn to, but my mom was addicted to drugs, and she got worse when I was a teen. So, it was either a relative steps in or I go into the foster care system! Uncle Steve who was 25 at the time said he would take me in. At that time I was an irritated teen on the verge of dropping out of college. We butt heads a few times when I went to live with him. But, he made sure I was on the straight and narrow after a year of being in his house. Uncle Steve is a Heating and Air Conditioning professional and at the time he was 4 years into his career. He would drop me off at college and go to the Heating and Air Conditioning business where he was toiling. With time, I began making progress, and he got me a part time job at the Heating and Air Conditioning dealer. Uncle Steve said a young guy needs money in his pocket. He did buy me clothes, shoes, and college supplies. But, having a job and money in my pocket also felt great. At least I could spend time hanging with friends, and take a girl I like for a meal. It’s been so many years since my uncle rescued me, and I am now a Heating and Air Conditioning professional as well. My job entails doing replacements, repair, and service for residential Heating and Air Conditioning systems. My next goal is to learn how to toil on commercial units so I can have more to offer in the Heating and Air Conditioning industry. Thank you Uncle Steve for saving my life.