That's my dad holding a piece of a sign we found when redoing the roof of our house. The sign was apparently used to patch the hole where the old brick chimney was.
Our house is at least a hundred years old. the earliest record we've been able to find is from 1912 when they put an addition on. With the addition it's now only 900 square feet and from looking at the basement we figure it must have been a one room farm hand shack or somesuch.
We started doing the roof last fall but I ran a nail through my foot and by the time I healed up the rainy season hit so we just patched it up and rode out the winter. We finally got some dry weather about three weeks ago so I started ripping it up again. 7 layers of asphalt shingles, 1 layer of ceder shakes, a bunch of rusty sheet metal, one fruit stand sign and a three day stay in the hospital from trying to keep up with a 65 year old retired Navy chief and we almost have a new roof.
Warning, stay hydrated if you're going to work out in the hot sun 8 hours a day after driving all night for 2 weeks strait. Being in the hospital for 3 days on a liquid diet sucks.
We've hauled over 6,000 pounds of old roof away using Amy's Wrangler and a Harbor freight 4x8 trailer.
I swear our house is getting taller.