We love learning at Berkshire Publishing and I don’t mind getting my hands dirty, but it was a bit humiliating to admit that I didn’t know how to change a tire. I had driven out to
A police car slowed to ask what was wrong. “I’m waiting for help,” I said, glancing down at the tire. “Do you have a spare?” the policeman asked.
I admitted that I did not know, and that I wouldn’t know how to change it anyway. “But someone from my office is coming,” I said. He nodded, drove on, then turned around and came back. “Want to give it a try?” he asked.
We found the spare tire and then had to locate the manual to find out where the jack was stored. As my new teacher, who turned out to be the police chief of
I felt that we were not making a good statement about modern females and said we wanted to finish the job ourselves, even though by this time a tow truck had arrived, sent when someone called AAA. But itâ€™s really simple, changing a tire. You loosen the nuts while the tire is on the ground, jack up the car, loosen the nuts the rest of the way and take the flat tire off. You put on the spare, and hold it in place with the nuts, then lower the car and tighten the nuts once itâ€™s down. How could we have not known how to do this?
Funny how Liz and I get into these situations together. And sheâ€™s always ready to capture the moment with a photo, so you can see me, above, changing my first tire.