Flagpole comes down
So Ruth calls me Monday morning saying that my flagpole was resting on some wires going to the house. I get there and see it’s on the power line unfortunately, so I have to wait for National Grid to come take it down. Guy arrives within an hour, gets out of his truck we’re saying hello, etc, and the wind picks up right then, slipping the pole off the line and dropping it onto the ground right between us.
As far as I can tell, something broke down where it was put into the cement. Since it’s winter now, I’m not going to bother figuring out why till spring.