Father's Day

While out for drinks Friday night someone guessed that I was 32 years old.  I assume it was the beer talking. 

Thirty-two years ago, give or take a year or two, we planted the Norway Maple above as a father's day gift.  The tree wasn't nearly so big then.  Dad really liked it.  We planted another tree off to the right on a different father's day.  That tree is now gone.  Subsequent owners also mowed down the 300 pine seedlings we planted behind the motel.  That was a lot of work planting and caring for those little trees!

Comments

[judy Petrie]

I remember you mowing over a few baby pine trees when you had the mower in 3rd gear and were speed mowing the endless acres of grass.

[judy Petrie]

the bushes are gone in front of the office.

[judy Petrie]

Dad put a letter from Liz to me in the bushes. He felt something "suspicious" in the envelope and didn't want it in the house.

[Joe]

What was in the envelope?

[judy Petrie]

cannabis