I’ll Hold The Ladder
Fbailey story number 590 I’ll Hold The Ladder Mom wanted to put up the Christmas lights around the roof before Thanksgiving like we did when Dad was still alive. We had hardly had any cold weather let alone snow. Mom asked me to do it but I reminded her that I was slightly afraid of heights. She laughed. I told her, “I’ll hold the ladder.” She had me help her get several boxes out of the attic. They were full of strings of outdoor lights. There was more than enough to go around the entire roof, all of the windows and all of the doors, and the front porch too. There were hooks already in place, thanks to years of Dad putting them up. I helped Mom carry the ladder from the garage to the …