Old elm on our corner
Jenifer
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The city took down an American elm on our corner that was slowly dying. That tree provided shade all summer long for three homes.
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Memorial/Tribute Tree
April 13, 2020
The city took down an American elm on our corner that was slowly dying. That tree provided shade all summer long for three homes.
Born and raised in the small town of Itasca, my family moved to a larger home with a larger yard when I was five.
One year, I collected a bag of black walnuts for a project I was going to do in the winter months. My wife and I were going to a dinner party that Saturday with friends from work.
Although you would not see this very often anymore in the Chicago suburbs, I grew up with two apple trees in the parkway of my childhood home.
I laugh inside every time I hear friends or neighbors complain about cottonwood trees. The tiny seeds floating in puffs of cotton, yes, clogging the air conditioner, are a joy to me.
In the United Kingdom, in 1979, I moved to a rented house in a town that was designated a "New Town" a new town built from scratch and absorbing four or five small villages.
The elm tree on our parkway in Villa Park was my reading tree in the 1950s.
We live in Park Ridge, and when our kids were little we had a tradition of having lunch outside after church every Sunday.
Behind our backyard, through an opening in the prickly bushes, was an orchard. At least that was what my mother called it when I was young, growing up in the Chicago suburbs. It was ten
In the yard of my childhood home, which is the home of my great-grandparents, we had a magnificent pear tree.
