Time Marches On

For as long as I can remember, this old tree stood guard over the driveway at the farm. As kids, we would have races from the house to the tree. It was our guidepost, when we saw that tree by the road, we knew we were almost there.

Time stands still for no one. This tree, for so long, was “the farm”. All of a sudden, we drive to the farm to see the tree laying down in the yard. A high wind came through and took advantage of the weekend, hollow trunk, forever changing the landscape. We now wait to see the buildings on the horizon. Not the same, but still a reassuring sign that a good day is about to happen…

2 thoughts on “Time Marches On

  1. Kim January 27, 2023 / 5:10 pm

    I loved that tree. The mailbox was close, and walking to it to retrieve the mail was a special event. A new tree growing in that spot(thanks to
    you) will matk the farm for future generations. Thanks, Rob!


    • Bob Fromm January 27, 2023 / 5:17 pm

      I miss that tree. It was fun to see the mailman stop out front, and going out to get the mail. It was more than just opening the door, and reaching in to get the mail. It was another chore, and it was fun to head out to the mailbox to retrieve the mail. Thanks for the memory that I hadn’t thought of. As for the tree, Mom supplied the tree, I just dug the hole and put it in.


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