George Smith: Verdict out on our maple tree
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WEDNESDAY’S LIST ... of beans ’n greens ’n other things:
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THE BEST tree man around, Jesse Barksdale, came by Monday as promised to take a look at the aging (and going away) maple in my backyard.

I told you about the maple in Sunday’s column. It is the one we planted when first we moved to Saks and it’s like a close friend I like to visit. Jesse, over the years, has kept the tree “going,” so to speak.

Monday, Jesse stood and looked and shook his head. He also took out his pocketknife and walked around the tree, “thumping” and listening.

To cut it a bit short, there is no final verdict as yet.

“This is not the time of the year to do anything,” he said. “I’ll be back in the fall and take another look.”

But before we go, one other bit of business. In introducing you to our maple tree, I led with Joyce Kilmer’s poem, “Trees.”

From a reader came a few lines attributed to Ogden Nash:

“I think that I shall never see,

“A billboard as lovely as a tree.

“Alas, unless the billboard falls,

“I shall never see a tree at all.”

You have to like that.
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ROAD KILL: There’s been hundreds of thousands of miles under my wheels since I drove to Piedmont on a Friday for my driver’s license test with the late Paul Wells.

In that time, I’ve seen rabbits, squirrels, dogs, possums, raccoons and at least one fox that had met death on the front bumper of a car or truck. Even lost perhaps my all-time favorite dog, “Hard Times,” to a county dump truck a number of years ago.

I’ve even seen four or five deer, one in the northbound lane of U. S. 431 in Saks. And if memory serves me, didn’t a horse and a automobile tangle years ago on Alabama 21 between Jacksonville and Piedmont?

Let me know about that, but not once, NOT ONCE, have I seen a cat you could label road kill.

Explain that one to me.

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YOU DIDN’T ask, but I’ll tell you anyway.

“Hard Times” was a cross between a collie mom and a redbone hound. He grew up to look just like his daddy and had a voice to match.

I could walk out back, say “Talk to me, Hard Times,” and he’d sit on his haunches and peal out the neighborhood with his deep baying.

That was like 30 years ago and I still miss him. Hard Times was mine and I was his, so to speak. He started out as “Hardy,” but his grocery bill was putting such a dent on the family budget, I re-christened him “Hard Times.”

I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned that before, but not today ... and not this year or the year before or the year ... so there.

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QUOTABLE: “You want a friend in Washington? Get a dog.”Harry Truman
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NAME THAT song (from last Wednesday).

“My long hair just won’t cover up my red neck,

“But I’ve won every fight I’ve ever fought.”

The answer is "Longhaired Redneck" and the big hit was by David Allen Coe. It led a Coe album in 1976 and a several of you had the answer (hopefully not cheating by googling).

We’ll do that again from time to time ... like when I really don’t have anything to say and I have to step to the line.

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BIRTHDAYS: July 20 — Abby Grace Carden; July 21 — Mary Alyce Carden; July 29 — Jimmy Parrott and Roy Wilson; July 30 — Gary Cotton; July 31 — (today) Me.

Thanks for visiting ...


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