Jumpy
My father planted the sweet gum tree soon after we moved to Williston in 1967. As a 180 low hurdler on the track team, I’d hurdle the tree each Sunday on the way to church, our parsonage then being beside the Methodist church. With each passing when I’m in Williston, I’m amazed by its size and when it was but a sapling.
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