I love my car and wouldn’t trust it to just anyone. I am happy to trust it to Clint Rushinski, who has a garage just a mile or two down the road in front of our farm. He seems like a gentle giant—soft-spoken, honest, and great at emergencies.

When I panic about my car, I call Clint, and he talks me down and explains why I am wrong. I also know of several people he has helped when they are in trouble.

Clint is thorough and meticulously candid and has come to my farm more than once to bail me out of a mess.

He’s also charming to deal with and precisely the kind of person I try very hard to do business with.

I have always admired the small business people who make it work in my small town.

He is also one of those self-motivated people who built his small car repair business into a big one that requires a week or two in advance for an appointment. He cuts no corners and explains what he is doing.

The automotive industry is constantly evolving, and Clint keeps pace with these changes without compromising his integrity. As much as cars change, he remains Clint.

I am genuinely grateful to have him in my life and consider him an invaluable part of my support system. His insistence  on explaining the intricacies of my car’s mechanics and the necessity of maintenance items like filters and brakes only further solidifies my trust in him.

If he isn’t busy, we talk about life in our town.

I never know what he is talking about when he explains my car repairs, and I am sure he knows it, but he does this explaining for him as well as me,  even though I’m blurring over. He has a soft but sweet smile.

Today, we talked about his beard and why he cut it off. He said it keeps him warm in winter. When I saw him sitting quietly underneath a car, working on it, I had to take a picture. He just smiled.

His business is doing well, but I’m even more confident in his honesty. I love taking photos of good people who work hard, are honest, and succeed.