Thinking about Apple Tree Avenue's rebirth in my yard reminds me how much I didn't like the children's book "The Giving Tree" by Shel Silverstein. Maybe if I went back and read it now I would have a different reaction, but as a kid, the book just made me so sad. I think what made me saddest was that the tree had been cut down. The old man sitting on it, and the fact that the tree could still give him that...that didn't seem very important or sweet or uplifting to me. Because the man never gave the tree anything. I think that's what bothered me the most.
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