Saturday, August 30, 2003
Old Oak on Harrison Avenue.
In 1944, I moved with my family to the house at 8th Street and Harrison Avenue. It was my 5th birthday and I called it my house and it is there that my character was formed. I lived there only twenty years and there was time away for college and active duty military service so it totals out that I've lived elsewhere for more than two thirds of my life. Yet it seems that home is 8th and Harrison.
Later that month, we went to my Uncle John’s properties on the other side of the river and picked out five pin oak trees. He had some helpers dig the holes and set the trees then he let me throw some of the dirt and run some water on the transplanted roots so that I could claim I helped plant those trees. The tree in the center of the picture was the largest when we put them in and my uncle said he doubted it would live but it might.
It is the only one of the oaks still standing but it is a beauty.
