Detail from Pollution haze hanging over the valley. Library of Congress American Folklife Center. I've heard a lot of them talk about the way the timber is falling and dying out. Old-timers grew up tracking the demise of the American chestnut. A middle-aged generation eulogizes the red mulberry.
Yellow locust is gone.
And if it's standing up, it's dead. It just ain't fell yet. John asked him. A growing sense of a world going awry is fueled by a sense of history. Back when I was a kid we had to blow out the stumps of locust with dynamite.