The guy that is building the porch came by this afternoon, just as it was about to storm. Lightning was flashing all around, and thunder was rumbling so loudly that the windows of the house were rattling in their sashes. As we greeted him and watched, he put up the tall aluminum ladder and started to climb to the porch roof. I tried to talk him out of going up, but he was unhappy with the way some of the shingles had been laid, and came by to make sure they were right so the roof wouldn't leak. He hammered around for a few minutes, I reviewed my CPR training just in case, but he made it down just fine, a couple of minutes ahead of the rain. He grinned and said, "There, now I can sleep tonight!" and left.
We were in the presence of a craftsman.
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