When I was a young man getting into forestry, a mentor turned me on to the chinkapin oak.
To honor his brother John, my colleague Jim planted a swamp white oak tree next to the pond overlook at our nature center.
As an arborist I often try to save little seedlings that will be lost for some reason or another.
I was truly caught up in the spirit of my first Arbor Day celebration. I needed a tree to plant between my driveway and my neighbor's.
Although I have a sad story about the end of a tree, it is also a story of how that tree continues to contribute to the Riverside community and has connected people who share a passion for our plan
When I was a kid, there was a large weeping willow in the far corner of my back yard. That tree was a gathering place for all my friends in the neighborhood.