On the five year memorial of the Iraq invasion, I started the deconstruction of the patio. Ruth was supposed to come over to help, but she does not answer her phone. I’ve been calling her every hour since 9 AM. Using a heavy duty pavement breakers, the raised concrete platform of the former patio shower is gone, and for the first time since 1985, access to the crawlspace is visible and accessible. Mom is too frail to help me out as a construction partner, but she stands at a distance to make sure i don’t put a hole in my foot. She help me pick up the small rubble too.
