A Destroyed Roof

Curses! Last night's wind made a mess of our church — or what was left of it. Everett was right. We should have reinforced the roof when we still had the chance. He'll relish that, too! Now I must patch the holes, but I can't recall where I had last placed the chest with the materials... I thought I saw it near the church, but I can't find it anywhere! Did my eyes grow tired with age after all?