The House Almost KILLED Someone!

Last weekend we had a local carpenter, Al, out to fix our roof (situation still not resolved, so still no story). He had his sons out with him and one of them was climbing up to the second story off the north porch and the ladder slipped. He FELL!

We had joked that our roof would be the death of someone, but we never believe that it could happen.

I was at my moms and Tim was working in the field. I didn’t know about it until Al came in to be paid at the end of the day. I was mortified.

I imagined that he fell on one of the many piles of junk we had lying around. He could have been KILLED.

But his dad said he landed flat on his back on the grass, got up and brushed himself off, and then got back up on the roof. I told Al that you wouldn’t have seen me up on that roof again for three or four days (I was actually thinking never again), and he agreed.

I feel really bad about this. It’s really been bothering me. Are you obligated to do something like send flowers when your house almost kills someone? These guys even gave up their weekend to help us out and get the roof taken care of before it started raining again. It seems like something you’d write Dear Abby for advice about. It seems like you should do something, but what?