...Returned home to discover the fall
ing fork all but gone, a neat stack of firewood on the curb; my ham antenna's newest anchorage, lost when half the tree succumbed to gravity, had been relocated to higher on the remaining portion of the tree than I could ever get it and Jim of The Tree Machine was busily cleaning up the chips and sawdust.
The price, about a third of what it cost to clear the fallen tree Saturday.
(Jim, while happy to be in cyberspace, cautions that he only works in three neighborhoods, Broad Ripple being one. The other two,
I should have asked. Next time! Meridian-Kessler and Forest Hills --He'll be back next month, taking care of an ailing and much-married pair of elms next door).
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