I moved to Morgan Hill, Ca. in the fall of October 1988 from the east coast. As I began to find my way around town, I found the BP Station on the corner of East Dunne and Monterey Street. There comes a time in everyone's life, I believe, when you are just at your wit's end with cars and maintenance, etc. A rainy day in the late fall, early winter was one such day for me. I had run out of gas on Monterey on my WAY to the BP station to get gas. A kind man (Steve) picked me up in his truck, took me to the BP station, got a can of gas, took me back to my car, put the gas in and I then drove straight to the station to fill up with gas. Here I was thinking I was never going to find anyone like I knew in northern Maine who was as kind and compassionate as I was used to in Maine. I was so very wrong. You see, at the BP station, I met this family of strong, kind, compassionate men with integrity (I know I already said that, but it bears repeating.) Men with a fierce family bond like my very own family. And so, this became "MY" gas station that I went to all the time and referred people to as well. When the BP station closed/sold and Frank's Auto opened up, I was still a loyal customer because the service that one finds in business these days can sometimes leave a LOT to be desired. I KNEW these guys - their work ethic, honesty and generosity as exemplary and by far worth MUCH more than the five red stars shown above this posting. That was over 25 years ago. In the last couple weeks, a different set of wheels rolled on into Frank's garage, driven by my son who just turned 18. He had been mentioning that the truck I got for him last fall had "this or that" wrong with it. When he asked me who he should take his truck to that I trusted, I immediately told him that the ONLY people I trusted to work on his truck were the guys at Frank's Auto. If it couldn't be fixed by Frank Jr., Frank (Dad), Steve (Uncle) or "Grandpa", then NOONE on the planet could fix it and we should sell it immediately. Frank Jr. listened to us tell him about the truck and what needed to be done that we already knew about and then let us know what HE knew needed to be done after inspecting it. I can't tell you how overwhelmed I was with the result. I just know there are angels that walk among us and their names are Frank Jr., Frank, Steve and Grandpa. I am forever in your debt and grateful for all that you do for Austin and I and for going the extra mile in the name of what could be called nothing less than good old-fashioned OUTSTANDING BUSINESS SENSE, COMPASSION , INTEGRITY and HONESTY (and yes, I know I just repeated it all again). From the bottom of my heart - THANK YOU, FRANK JR. AND FRANK'S AUTO SERVICE!!! FOREVER A CUSTOMER, Kolin N. read more