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"The tree held more history and love than any golf course ever could, yet here it falls for the sake of fleeting, hollow dreams."

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Baseball Buddha
Aug 29, 2024
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Alister MacKenzie

I watched as they carefully cut down the tree, making sure to save every usable piece. I have plans for it in the future. It's bittersweet, knowing the history and love that tree has provided—to me, to Maisey, and probably to others whose stories I may never hear. As I look out at the wide-open clearing where a beautiful forest once stood, a wave of sadness hits me, catching me off guard. I feel the tears welling up, the weight of loss pressing down on my chest. I didn’t hug the trees like the others did until winter came, the equipment came, and, in an instant, it was cleared.

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