requiem for a plumber
Jan. 24th, 2005 07:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
athenagreyIt seems many lives ago that the plumbing at Maplehurst was wearing out, inch by tedious inch. The same journeyman plumber, stuck with night and weekend call, showed up and fixed my problems competently and cheerfully. When he got his own master’s license, I switched my business to his new company, and eventually, all my pipes were replaced in gleaming copper and I didn’t think much about plumbing and plumbers, if at all.
It must have been ten years ago that I read in the paper that he tried to kill his wife. He was found guilty. I don’t think any of the news articles ever explained what drove such a genial man to attempt murder. It puzzled me and bothered me then, and it still does, now.
Now, I just read in the paper that he was found dead in his van. Not homicide, but the ‘suspcious death’ of a man who had served two jail terms and no longer held a plumber’s license.
This morning, a good bit of my bathroom ceiling fell down because of a small but insidious leak in the plumbing above.
OK, Jerry. That was not funny and you were not here to fix it. I wish you peace in the place beyond this world.
It must have been ten years ago that I read in the paper that he tried to kill his wife. He was found guilty. I don’t think any of the news articles ever explained what drove such a genial man to attempt murder. It puzzled me and bothered me then, and it still does, now.
Now, I just read in the paper that he was found dead in his van. Not homicide, but the ‘suspcious death’ of a man who had served two jail terms and no longer held a plumber’s license.
This morning, a good bit of my bathroom ceiling fell down because of a small but insidious leak in the plumbing above.
OK, Jerry. That was not funny and you were not here to fix it. I wish you peace in the place beyond this world.
