The Gym Roof

After a large gust of wind this afternoon, the gym roof at our church peeled off like the lid on a can of spam. Fortunately there was no questionable meat or gelatinous material under it:o) That meant an afternoon of talking to roof guys and insurance people, neither of whose language I speak particularly well. Apparently the fascia wasn't properly anchored which led to wind getting under the membrane and eventually to a loud pop, lots of flapping, and pieces of insulation and roof decking all over the parking lot. The roof guys did their thing, the insurance guys will do their thing, and now I'm home watching an old Star Wars rerun. That's exactly why we have weekends!