Testament to the Old Bur Oak
In 1984, I lived near the banks of the Little Calumet River in South Holland, Ill.
In 1984, I lived near the banks of the Little Calumet River in South Holland, Ill.
I live in Chicago now, but spent many years in Cooperstown, a beautiful little village in upstate New York. On a well-traveled road along a field just out of town, something wonderful happened.
I actually have two childhood trees. When I was between the ages of 8 and 10 years old, there was a beautiful weeping willow in our backyard.
There was an ash tree in the front yard of my childhood home. Although there were many trees in our yard, this tree stood alone.
Unfortunately this tree no longer exists. Unlike the many stories of great trees, this one is of the lowly, scrubby box elder.
Studded with galls and marked by a long, zipper-like scar, the last of seven elm trees presided massively over our front yard, sheltering generations of squirrels and at least one small human who w
A mighty oak stood within Glacial Park in McHenry County for over 400 years.
When I was a small child, I liked animals. This is easy--animals have recognizable faces, personalities, behaviors. Animals are athletic, they like to run and play!