As I recall with a memory of joy, relief, and a sense of moving forward, I started this year with a new roof on my house. The old one had blown off in the middle of November, the day after I returned from the hospital with a new knee in place. I chose a red roof for my house; I like it a lot. And now I have a red door to match. It seemed like last December there were lots of strangers coming to my house to give me estimates on the roof and then work on it. In …