Steve@Advance
Well-known Member
The neighbor across the street from the machine shop where I work came over Monday wanting the blower wheel pressed off a 5 HP motor, exhaust blower for a gas oven.
I got to looking at it and asking some questions, the motor felt good and didn't smell, and sure enough, I wired it up and it ran.
So we walk over, volt meter in hand to find the problem. Easy and obvious diagnosis, charred wires, melted overload relay.
He put the motor back on, parts came to fix the controls, so I go over this evening to put in the new starter and fix the burned wires.
They were backlogged from being down since last week, so as soon as the oven was ready, they went to work.
The business is a crematorium!
There were bodies in cardboard boxes sitting on tables because the cold storage was full. As I finished up, they opened a box, there was a lady in a pink dress. That's all I saw, all I wanted to see...
The place didn't creep me out or seem weird, the workers were just workers doing a job, so was I.
Finished up, made them happy, got a good tip for bailing them out!
I got to looking at it and asking some questions, the motor felt good and didn't smell, and sure enough, I wired it up and it ran.
So we walk over, volt meter in hand to find the problem. Easy and obvious diagnosis, charred wires, melted overload relay.
He put the motor back on, parts came to fix the controls, so I go over this evening to put in the new starter and fix the burned wires.
They were backlogged from being down since last week, so as soon as the oven was ready, they went to work.
The business is a crematorium!
There were bodies in cardboard boxes sitting on tables because the cold storage was full. As I finished up, they opened a box, there was a lady in a pink dress. That's all I saw, all I wanted to see...
The place didn't creep me out or seem weird, the workers were just workers doing a job, so was I.
Finished up, made them happy, got a good tip for bailing them out!
