Tree Hugging Saves Lives

My wife Joan and I always said that if we ever lost that gigantic oak tree in the front yard we would move. And that’s exactly what happened. Just a couple of years after we sadly had to take the indescribably gorgeous tree down, we downsized out of Cleveland Heights and moved slightly over the border to Cleveland’s Little Italy.

That monster oak was “At least two hundred years old,” according to the Cleveland Heights…