They Doubted His Pine Trees Until Nineteen Eighty Eight Proved Him Right

two counties west, their farm badly damaged by wind erosion. The boy was about twelve, thin and watchful, the same age Emily had been when she helped plant the first seedlings.

The father shook Tom’s hand. “Heard you were the man to talk to about planting trees where people say trees don’t belong.”

As they walked the rows, the boy touched the branches continue reading …