White Pine

Ever since I was young, I would climb trees. I was a nervous kid. Nervous & quiet. I worried about everything. I was afraid everyone would die. That I would be all alone. I would go up in the big white pine tree and just sit (this calmed me down). Later I worked with an arborist, he taught me how to climb trees professionally. I've been an arborist ever since. I'm now 50 years old. A lot of the people I worried about dying did. But I still have the trees.—Paul Silk