Our laundry washer of 25 years went caput. Hauled it, along with our Great Dane Bella, to Brewer Salvage on Page Street in Jackson, MI. Pulled up and a young 'smiling' girl comes walking to the van. 'How can I help you,' she says, smiling even bigger and admiring Bella. She said she'd have to find out if they take washers today, she texted someone who responded 'yes and we'll pay you for it.' Don't remember what she said, something about so much a ton depending on what the washer weighed. 'Back your van down here and we'll get someone to unload it,' she said, smiling. A huge guy grappled the washer out of the van while Bella ran around greeting everyone. Everybody was smiling. At the front office the girl said they'd pay $15.75, I nodded my head. She counted out 3 five dollar bills, and I said I didn't need the change. She said, 'no matter, we always round-up to the next dollar,' and handed me a dollar bill. You can guess how I feel about my business encounter with Brewer Salvage.