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The Bathroom Saga

Carol Roach



In August I was evicted from my home and forced to look for a new one
in the
space of three weeks. I had difficulty finding a new place because I
am
presently collecting unemployment insurance. As I previously
mentioned,
Montreal landlords are worried about having their rent paid promptly
on the
first. They have staggering mortgages and little money to carry the
tenant -
so I was not a good prospective for a new apartment in these harsh
financial
times.

Due to my own ingenuity I succeeded in getting a new place by
offering two
months rent in advance. I dangled the carrot in front of the landlord
and he
jumped at the offer. What I did not tell you in the last story was
that I
was told no repairs would be done before May 2006. The landlord
explained
that he had already exhausted his budget for the year. I took
sometime to
think about it and explained that even if I signed a lease with such a
clause, he was still responsible for emergency repair as per the
housing
code. He agreed.

We moved in and were greeted by a few unwelcome crawling visitors. I
called
the landlord informing him that the place had cockroaches. "I have
used the
can of raid the last tenants left behind, and if I see more, you will
have
to send the exterminators," I told him. He agreed.

We also had another problem with the house. The bathroom had a moldy
smell
and dumb me thought it was because other people in the building were
spraying for cockroaches. Then there was the question of the bathroom
floor,
every time you walked on it, it literally sank. I was trying to
ignore it
and be the "good tenant" then my daughter-in-law stuck her toe right
through
the floor. I called the landlord again telling him this was an
emergency
that had to be fixed immediately. He agreed.

He told me to talk to the neighbour next door who apparently is his
handyman. But Leopold said he wasn't doing anything until the landlord
called him first. Again I called the landlord to make the call
himself. We
waited.

A week went by and the landlord wanted to come down to see the
finished
work, "what work?" I said, "It has not even been started. Leopold had
come
by the say yes we needed to have the floor redone and he would be
back - we
are still waiting."

Leopold, the handyman is a 69-year-old-man, who works as a delivery
man for
a takeout restaurant and does odd jobs for the landlord. Apparently
you can
only catch him one day a week which usually is a Tuesday. He promised
to
come by that following Tuesday. However, come Tuesday, we could see
him
outside fiddling with his car all day long instead of coming to our
place as
promised. My daughter-in-law, went out to ask what was the score? He
apologized and said that he had to fix the car or he wouldn't be able
to
work. He would come the following day to fix the bathroom.

He did come on the Wednesday to rip up the entire bathroom floor. The
wood
underneath the tile was completely rotten causing the musty smell.
While he
was doing that, three of my cats jumped down into the hole. Leopold
retrieved one of them, but said that the other two would eventually
come up.
When they did they would come through his house because the trap door
was
there. He would bring them back as soon as they did.

He put plywood down on the floor in the meantime and said he would
come back
the following week. The cats found their way back up into my place on
their
own. No one really knows how they did it. But that is beside the
point. I
would have to wait another week to have my bathroom completed.

Though the plywood was down on the floor, he still had to put tile
down, the
sides of the walls were ripped up and the cellar remains exposed.
Leopold
was supposed to come back on the Monday this time. As you would
expect, we
didn't see him the entire day. He did come back on the Tuesday to lay
the
tiles. He took the entire day doing it and said he would patch up the
holes
in the walls the next week.

It has been a month, the walls are still full of holes, the musty
smell is
coming up from the cellar and I am no further ahead. Leopold was
supposed to
come on Tuesday and Monday night his daughter rang our doorbell to say
Leopold had a heart attack and was in the hospital. It is Thursday
night as
I write this piece; we have not heard from them, they are never home.

How do I demand having my bathroom finished without appearing
callous? What
is proper etiquette in this case? How long do I wait before I contact
the
landlord?

Addendum: Leopold is out of the hospital. He has had to quit his
restaurant job because as a delivery man, he just could not climb the
stairs
anymore. He assured us that he was in a position to finish it and
you guess
it he would be back next week. Two weeks passed and we had not heard
from
him. I called the landlord on the Friday to say that I could not
wait any
longer, it was now time to heat and I was not heating the basement.
The
walls had to be patched up. The landlord immediately called Leopold
who
came the Monday and finished the job, so we thought. Now it appears
that
the bathroom floor is sinking in where the bathtub is. Leopold
discovered
it from the basement. His floor is worst than ours. Apparently
whoever
installed the bathtub in both apartments cut out the floor beams
altogether
and eventually the bathtubs will collapse. The landlord is coming on
December 1 to see the work done so far and what still has to be done.

If this is a bad dream, please wake me up!





Carol Roach

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I Heard the Bells...



I hear the bells on Easter Day
From the little chapel down the way.
Not my normal Easter Celebration
Here in this hospital with all it's tribulations.
Tears falling from every patient's heart.
No one here seems to pray for
Riches and material things.
It seems the prayers most muttered here
from one's heart in hope it reaches His is.....
'Please Lord, get me well and out of here very
soon'
Bless our nurses and techs that with
Hands and a heart so like your very own
Works days and nights to help us get well
And on our way. So please lord, hear our plea
As we must leave the rest up to you.

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©My Maternal Uncle, Clyde Sinclair Page



My Uncle Clyde was called to the other side on Thanksgiving Day,
1934, in Del Norte, Colorado due to complications of Bright's
Disease. He passed away before I was born at the young age of twenty-
one. Through the stories Momma told me about him, I felt like I knew
him and always felt the loss of never having known him.



Momma had already married when Uncle Clyde passed away and her and
Daddy had moved to California. She said it was one full year before
she could cry. She said, "She was washing dishes one afternoon and
the tears began to flow; to begin the healing process from the loss
of her younger brother at such a young age".



Uncle Clyde had suffered several years with Brights's Disease more
information about the disease can be found here:
http://32.1911encyclopedia.org/B/BR/BRIGHT_S_DISEASE.htm.



Momma said he never complained even when he was too weak to get out
of bed. He remained good-natured and cheerful till he drew his last
breath.



The following is his Eulogy:



Clyde Sinclair Page, 21 year old son of Mr. and Mrs. L.L. Page who
live on a ranch northwest of town, died on Thanksgiving day, 1934.
Clyde was born at Karval, Colorado, October 6, 1913. Eight years ago
he came to Del Norte with his parents. He attended school here until
his health became poorly.



Clyde was a good son and highly esteemed by all who were privileged
to make his acquaintance. His smile and cheerful disposition will
long be remembered by his loved ones and friends.



All through his long and painful illness his courage and patience
never failed him. Until his strength failed he was ever ready to
render a helping hand in the work on the farm or around home and his
early call leaves pleasant memories in the lives of his friends and
loved ones.



Uncle Clyde climbed the stairway to heaven on Thanksgiving Day,
1934. He was later joined by his Father, Lloyd Lewellen Page in
1961, his mother, Beulah Eakins-Page in 1971 and by my mother, Lucile
Page-Ervin in 1987. There were eight children in the Page family,
two are remaining today as I'm writing this story; his sister,
Marjorie Janus Page-Oberholtzer and His brother Robert Duane Page,
both are living in Rifle, Colorado.



I have had Uncle Clyde on my mind lately and I wanted to honor him on
this Thanksgiving day (so many years later) by telling his story. I
only wish I would have had the privilege of spending some time with
him and getting to know him. I guess I will have to save that till we
meet in heaven.



©Copyright, Barbara J. Ervin-Weymouth, November 24, 2005, ®All Rights
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