Eighteen years ago, my family planted an Autumn Purple Ash tree in Elmhurst, IL near the historic train depot (also known as, right across from the TCBY). We planted this tree in remembrance of my grandfather who passed away from cancer in 1991.
And though nearly two decades have gone by, it seems like the only things that separate the day we planted the tree from the day we visited it last weekend are a few gray hairs and some wrinkles on my parent's faces. For me, it's a few front teeth and highlights.
Wow, time flies.
-----In Celebration Of A Wonderful Life, Paul H. Cohen, 1917-1991------
2 comments:
Outside of the mysterious apostrohpe in get's [sic] this was a very nice post.
Oh my goodness...thank you for pointing that out - FIXED!
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