Something in me cannot accept that Harley died due to an accident of this nature. Part of me reasons that when something bad happens, then someone must be to blame. You just have so much anger you want to put on someone. And in an accident, there is no where for your blame to go. So there is that.
But there is also the basic thought that Harley, at age 14, would know that going down a chimney would be dirty. And he was obsessed with being clean. So why would he even think of going on the roof? I can certainly see what someone else has said, that perhaps he was looking down and dropped his glasses into the chimney opening. But why would he shove his coat down too? And how could he do all of this on the rooftop without anyone seeing him?
In my mind, I struggle to imagine going down a hole the side of a 9 x 13" baking dish. It seems impossible. I even spoke with a chimney guy on another outlet who said he had been building chimneys for years and said, "There is no way in hell that 14 year old kid, even if he was small, could get in a 9 x 13 flue liner." So we are all perplexed. And in the end we are all sad.
Rest In Peace Harley. You are loved.