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It was windy here on Friday, really windy. The wind blew a piece of aluminum trim off the eave over the garage. When they built the house, they only used maybe 1.25" nails to attach the trim to the wood underneath. Never mind the trim has a u-shape at the bottom, and the soffit is sort of corrugated so there's really maybe 0.5" of nail holding in the wood. I happen to have some other aluminum nails that are a little longer, slightly thicker, and best of all ring shanked. It's a easy job to put it back, other than the distance from the ground. The older I get, the less I like heights. The double door section of the garage sticks out 2 feet from the overall roof, so I can stand on that to replace it. Who decided on a 8-12 roof pitch? Oh yeah, me. The garage faces west so I went up shortly after 12:00 to fix it. Bad move, the sun was right in my face. I climbed down, ran some errands with the wife, and came back to it around 3:30. Much better.
The neighbor across the street stopped over, asking if I needed help holding the ladder. I thanked him for the help, and we got to talking. I hadn't realized the neighbor next to him had passed away at the end of January. I hadn't seen him much, but didn't think too much about it. It's been cold out a lot of February. 75 is young these days. His wife has dementia and she's been in a nursing home for the last 3-4 years. They don't have any kids, but they have nieces and nephews to handle things.
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