Today I practiced being a good neighbor.
A neighbor asked me if he could borrow our ladder. No problem.
It turns out the neighbor on my one side is a relative of the neighbor on my other side. When asked if I would let him borrow the extension ladder for a project I said, sure. I picked it up and carried it to our next door neighbor on the opposite side of us. It seems the neighbor has a problem with his roof and turns out our other neighbor is a former roofing contractor who had once owned his own business. The man with the problem roof is a retired barber.
As he went up to the roof top on the extension ladder carrying a bundle of roofing shingles on his shoulder, I was reminded of a time when my friend, Eddie, who died of prostate cancer a few years ago, used to be a roofer's helper when his health was okay.
I continued to bag leaves along the side of our house and hoped our neighbor, the roofing contractor would not fall off. I just yesterday, watched Chicago Fire with my wife where a firefighter fell from an extension ladder trying to put out a fire in the city.
I finally got tired and after bagging 3 large lawn and leaf bags I went inside to clean up a bit.
When my other neighbor finished putting on the new shingles he returned the ladder exactly where I had placed it in almost the same spot and at the same angle. He must be very observant to do this. I hardly had to make any adjustments. I pulled it a few inches toward the steps so the very end of it was not visible from the street. He was appreciative and I felt glad to be of help.
The squirrel in the pic is also a happy camper because now that I've raked a large area of the yard it will be easier for him to find more acorns to eat.
Image Credit » https://pixabay.com/en/squirrel-hunched-sitting-cute-937702/ by Godsgirl_madi