It was on the median, on city property, but an adjacent property owner took offense at the presumption of the tree to interfere with the sidewalk. Shaving the roots wouldn't do, apparently--it had to come down. It would be "replaced" with another tree, a sapling, no doubt. So the permit was issued, and Trees "R" Us arrived, sporting an ad for firewood on the front of their truck. The tree-killing boss defended himself: "I'm a born-again Christian," he proclaimed, so he could do no wrong.
The chainsaw buzzed through the neighborhood. This is what was left at 4:30 p.m. By tomorrow, there will be nothing, just more concrete jungle and a hole in the sky. Remember the South Central Farm.