After coming back from Florida we found a stick in our roof. Ouch! I guess the storms had been severe. The stick was about the size of a baseball bat. Fortunately, we knew a good roofer. His name is Steve and he does good work, and I think most of the time he works alone, so he can keep his prices reasonable. I nicknamed Steve "Hercules" after he carried a 4' x 8' piece of wood up a wet fiberglass ladder up 28 feet without dropping it--except once! Fortunately he and the board were fine.
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