Gramps is on the Roof !

There's an old joke that goes like this: A man called his sister and said, "The cat died." She told him that he should have broken the news to her in stages---the cat is on the roof, the cat is looking over the edge, the cat fell off the roof and finally, the cat died. He agreed to be more sensitive next time and hung up. Two weeks later, the sister answered the phone and heard, "Mama's on the roof." This joke is significant in our family because several years ago, my 90 year-old father climbed on the garage roof to remove a tree branch and his ladder blew down. Rather than wait for a neighbor to rescue him, he let himself down gently but landed with a jolt and suffered a compression fracture to his back. Four months later he was dead. So imagine my concern when I glanced out the kitchen window and saw the DH on the roof cutting down tree branches. I stayed out there until he was finished with his chore and safely on the ground. I don't want to call anybody and report, "Gramps is on the roof."