Cyr Maintenance

Ray Cyr, I think, breathes electricity — when he comes into your house, you just know that’s his life, and I can hardly imagine him without that little spelunking lamp strapped to his forehead. He did the electrical work in our bathroom when we remodeled it.
His prices seem reasonable, and when we needed a light installed the day after Thanksgiving, he sent his assistant. But heed this warning: I think his assistant has some affiliation with Home Depot. He was going to replace our white switches with black switches, but when he came back from Home Depot, he brought us dark brown switches, claiming that black switches did not exist. When we went to Lowe’s the next day, we found black switches. Rats!
If you call Cyr Maintenance, make sure it’s Ray who comes to do the work.