"Do you think anyone has noticed yet?"

"No. . .I suspect that it may take a week."

"A week?"

"Maybe a month. . ."

"Do you think they'll appreciate it?"

"Do they ever appreciate anything that is done for them?"

"No. . .not really."

"I guess only time will tell. . ."

No one on our street had really noticed the problem until the day Mr Johanson fell from his roof while trying to clean his chimney. Two floors down and the impact at the bottom on his pavement should have killed him outright. Don't get me wrong, he broke almost every bone in his body and lay there in incredible pain for an hour before the paramedics arrived. . .but he survived. I often pass him when I'm jogging at night. He must have found some way to bypass the limiter on his wheelchair. That sucker flies!