Jim Gilbert on March 6, 2013 at 12:51 pm
I didn’t think of this one (I read about it), but it’s still a “MacGyverism”:
An engineering student got frustrated with his dorm’s air conditioning going out all the time, so he came up a simple solution. He got two large trash cans. He placed one on a STURDY shelf near the ceiling and filled it water; from this can he ran a garden hose to the second trash can. In this can he placed ice, and the garden hose wound its way several times through the ice before exiting the can and heading to a large box fan. He hooked up the hose to copper tubing he had bent to criss-cross the back of the fan. He then hooked up another garden hose to the other end of the copper tubing and trailed this hose out the window. Thereafter, whenever the dorm’s air conditioning went out, he let the ice cool the water, which cooled the air blowing through the fan.
David E. Davis on December 22, 2012 at 12:19 am
Since I was young God gifted me with a talent for figuring how to fix things with whatever was at hand. But I didn’t have time to watch TV in college since I was studying engineering and heavily involved in a service fraternity, Scouts, FCA, and campus safety. One semester my friends started telling me about a character on TV that “did what I did” so I finally caught an episode at a friend’s apartment. I could see the resemblances and liked what I saw — even guessed at a few of the solutions depicted! But it wasn’t until the DVDs came out years later that I could see the entire series and notice other similarities, like my work with troubled youth in Brazil.
Back in the days before LCD projectors, campus organizations would often have an overhead projector of their own since you could never rely on a lecture hall to have one available. A campus ministry I attended had one that had been broken and repaired several times and now it was too fractured for another layer of epoxy and duct tape. It seemed a shame to buy a new one when all the electrical and optical parts still worked, so I asked to “baby sit” it for a week.
I was between grad school and the mission field and had more time than money to invest, so I prayed for a repair under $15 dollars. While wandering aisles of a local hardware store for ideas, a cheap ice chest caught my eye: a box-like form with internal width and depth about equal to the original projector. It would offer a stiff and protective enclosure for the optics, was rugged to withstand being dropped or even kicked, and the plastic could be cut, drilled, vented, and screwed with my Swiss Army Knife. Convenient carrying handles were already included and the extra space at one end could be used for storing the head, extension cord, and even weekly lost-and-found Bibles.
When I carried the rejuvenated projector back on campus, some frat boys asked: “What’s in the cooler?” and I responded: “Come find out — I guarantee it’ll get you lit!” The projector worked well and continued to be used for quite some time at Clemson University RUF meetings. But guess what nick-name they insisted in calling me after that!
Story sent in by an anonymous fan.
“Growing up I was introduced to a man whom I only knew as a distant relation. He was a very kind and decent man with a very important job. He was very good to me and I met him regularly. He was not my dad just a relation, I never knew my dad. We had one thing in common at that age, we both loved MacGyver. He loved to sit beside me and we would watch the show weekly. He liked it for many reasons looking back, Mac represented non-violence, kindness, doing the right thing, never losing your temper, being mild mannered, being hopeful and those are all good things. The music excited me when it came on (theme tune) as this meant that we had time together (my relative and I) and this time was spent watching MacGyver.
Watching MacGyver is probably one of very few memories I have of him. He died when I was a child. I remember this man fondly. MacGyver always represented hope through the years and re-runs of episodes meant I always recollected this kind man and what he taught me indirectly through this special show. Two years ago my Mother fell ill and told me this man was my father. The reason I never knew him is deeply personal, needless to say he was a good and honest man.
Our time watching MacGyver will always be with me, for it was much more than a show but a time of peace and hope that nourished my childhood and as an adult watching those old shows I remember that boy and that kind man, and their show. Thank you Mac for bringing me that peace. Thank you Mr. Zlotoff too.”