We bought our house in the Spring of 1973. That Summer Paul and his Aunt Judy dug up three small maple trees from her property in Granby, CT. We planted two trees in the back yard and one in the front yard. The one in the front is the only one still standing. One of the trees came down in a bad thunderstorm years ago when the kids were teenagers. We came home from church Sunday night and the tree was down. Luckily it fell right between our pool and the carport with no damage.
Last fall we started noticing that the base of another tree was black. Paul thought it might have been hit by lightning. Our landscaper said it was from ants and put down something to kill the ants.
This winter we noticed that pieces of the bark were falling off. In the Spring Paul called a tree service and they said that the tree might last another year but then it would be harder to take down.
This picture was taken in the summer of 1973 soon after the tree was planted. Kristen was almost a year old. My thought was that I would take a picture of her every year on her birthday next to this tree. It lasted one year, ha ha!
These are pictures of the tree coming down.
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