Death of an Oak Tree
The tree watched over me as I grew up. Then suddenly, it was gone.
7 min readAug 22, 2021
It was a senseless murder.
The tree — our tree — had been majestic. It was a white oak, the largest in town, and could have lived 300 years had it not been chopped down in its prime.
When we heard the news, I begged my parents to buy our old house back. I was…