The night of June 29, while vacationing in Maine, our house was hit by a large trunk sheared off from a tree in the back yard. It came through the roof above our bed and could have killed my wife.
Lesson learned: with present-day violent storms, stay downstairs.
Our neighbor on the right saw branches on the roof and called us. Her friend Nico, a petite woman born in Peru, climbed on the top roof, against our protestation, and reported the large gaping hole.
We called Marc our neighbor on the left, who took the picture. He removed the trunk, closed the hole in the roof to prevent further rain damage, carried down the soaked mattresses, and mopped/dried the water on the bedroom floor.
With neighbors like ours, there are no words.
Hans and Marianne Mayr