Introduction
On the eve of Christmas Eve, greetings, dear reader!
Has the crass commercialization of Christmas and the frenzied last-minute shopping overtaken you? I hope not. Today, it did for my “long-suffering” wife. This Appalachian Irishman, however, celebrates Christmas by honoring the birth of Jesus, God, the preincarnate eternal Word. The marketing and sales exploitation of the holiday puts me off profoundly.
Welcome to the 107th entry in the Heritage topic section. The weather today was perfect for hiking. Other priorities came first. One of which was this article. This entry follows up on the 12/11/2024 article, under the section “Trip to Hawkins County.”
The homeplace has a new roof! It is a Christmas gift to family heritage.
After the New Roof
Last Friday morning, I was pleasantly surprised by communication from the roofing contractor's office. A cancellation in Bean Station meant that the new roof for the homeplace could be installed that day! The weather was cool and windy, with a few snow flurries. It did not rain! Thanks, Lord!
Yesterday afternoon, I drove up to the homeplace in my 2006 Frontier. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman chose to spend time with her family. The weather was seasonably cool and sunny. I didn't see a cloud. Yesterday was the first completely sunny day that we've had since Thursday, December 12. Upon arrival, I saw that the new roof looks great!
Below, I photographed the front side of the new roof at 2:41 PM. The sun was beginning to set in the west.
A minute later, I took the following photograph of the back side of the roof.
Yes, that's my shadow. The new shingles are settling down nicely. What about before photographs? That's next.
Before the New Roof
Once the roofing contractor and his crew started removing the old shingles, they discovered sections of damaged plywood, more than they thought would be there.
Last Friday, the outstanding and hands-on contractor, who is the same age as me, sent the following three photographs of damaged plywood.
That's nasty. Thankfully, the underlayment, or roofing felt, prevented water damage to the ceiling below.
Those are the contractor's shoes! I had offered to drive up last Friday to help as needed. There was no need. I would have just gotten in their way.
All the damaged plywood boards were replaced properly with new ones! Thanks, Arlie and crew!
With permission, I would include the full name of the contractor and his business contact information. His roofing company does not need to advertise, and he is busy enough already. The quality of the work done with attention to minute detail is the way any business should be run. Yesterday, for example, I didn't find a single piece of trash, left behind accidentally, around the house. That's what you call tidying up!
Conclusion
In 1974, the first roof was on the newly constructed house. In November 1995, the house required a new roof. My wife and I, while still doing Christian missionary work in Russia, gifted my parents with a new roof. Sometime between 2001 and 2005, homeowners insurance paid for a new roof, after a sleet storm damaged it. Dad was still living, and he handled the details.
Last Friday's new roof on the homeplace was a Christmas gift to family heritage. The shingles should last 30 years. Will I still be alive at age 94? The homeplace continues to stand in honor of family heritage. May that godly heritage continue.
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