[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”]T[/dropcap]he temperature was dropping and my fingers were numb. My back hurt. My knees were telling me they were over 50 years old. Still I persisted. “One more shingle and I’ll be done.”
I was on the roof of my daughter and son-in-law’s house. A windstorm had peeled the shingles from their roof and flung them around the neighborhood. Our children were out of town, and a snowstorm was predicted. Being a dutiful father, I decided to repair the roof of our children’s home before the next storm could do more damage. What was I afraid of—Water damage. Since the roof had been stripped to the tar paper in seven places, melting snow could seep in and cause extensive damage to ceilings, loors and furnishings. So I determined to fix the problem before it got worse…
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