Of Cabbages and Kings
Cheney Auto Care Center is a very familiar place for Travis Gallagher. His dad, Chris Gallagher, owns the business. When Travis was very young, like a lot of boys, he didn’t mind getting a little grease on his hands or fetching a tool to help his dad. When he was in the sixth-grade he began to help in the shop.
At age 16, Travis was driving a motorcycle. He said, “My senior year in high school I thought about joining the military, then changed my mind.” Now at age 19 he has been thinking lately about going to Spokane Falls Community College and taking some business classes.
Right now Travis works Monday through Friday with his dad then goes each day to the gym for two hours to lift weights. Travis and his buddy Aaron, who has a fire pit and lives in a country home, often spend some time sitting by the fire and talking.
Travis bought a German shepherd puppy and named him Kane. Kane now weighs 100 pounds and can distinguish the difference between good people and bad people.
Travis once put Kane through a little test. He deliberately set his wallet on the dashboard of his car and left Kane inside. To tell it mildly, nobody’s going to try to break into that car. Travis said Kane on a leash doesn’t bother people he doesn’t know. He will let some strangers walk up to him and others he won’t.
At the age of 6 Travis began wrestling. It must be really entertaining to see two little fellows at that age learning to wrestle. Travis wrestled all the way through high school. He has lots of medals and plaques to show for his hard work and is now thinking of getting back into martial arts.
A source tells me martial arts are some of the traditional forms of East Asian self defense or combat that utilizes physical skill and coordination. It sounds like something Travis would enjoy. Sports are absolutely on his list. For about seven years he has enjoyed snow boarding at 49 Degrees North. Kane goes along for the ride.
One day last year Travis was working in the shop alone. A family came in with a car that desperately needed a new alternator. Travis arranged for a truck to bring the new alternator to the shop. Somehow the driver was confused and took it instead to Airway Heights. Evening was approaching. Travis could have said, “Well folks, I’ll call you tomorrow. I’m closing up shop for the day.”
That didn’t happen. He found the truck driver, settled the problem and stayed with the family for the long wait. At last the alternator arrived. Travis quickly installed it and sent the family on their way. How do I know about this incident? It was my family. Thanks again, Travis. You went the extra mile for us.
Luella Dow is a Cheney-area author. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.