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And, you don't need to buy a book to plant a tree. When I was five my
dad taught me to pick up acorns or buckeyes and put them in my pocket.
Then stick one in the ground when I come across a likely spot for a
tree--fifty five years later I'm still doing it. Have any of those trees
sprouted and grown?
I like to plant trees. I have always kept an acorn or buckeye in my
pocket every day, so when I find a likely spot I can stick it in the
earth. Last year I got back to Wabash, Nebraska, where, 47 years ago, my
dad and I stopped by to talk with Wayne Robertson about his walnut trees
down along Weeping Water Crick. I had stuck a buckeye in the ground at
the edge of the lawn in front his old farmhouse. Wayne has passed away,
but I was there with his son who had his little boy along. When I
reached around that tree my fingers did not touch on the other side. We
stood there talking about how old the tree is and how big it is. We all
bent over to pick up a buckeye and put it in our pocket. He said his dad
reminded him every summer to not mow down John’s horse chestnut tree. I
said the tree didn’t belong to me, it must belong to him since he took
care of it all those years. He looked at me, then at his own son and
said, “Looks like I’m giving this tree to you.” His boy glanced at me,
his eyes widened, bugging out. As he leaned back his gaze scanned up the
trunk high into the tree and he fell over on the grass grinning then
laughing.
John
www.HistoricHomeWorks.com
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