My Tree welcomed me in the morning with the bright notes from the birds, it harbored,
it shaded me from the brutal Arizona sun, it was a pretty green on a blue background when
I would lie on the shaded grass and look up, many nights it caught the breeze and
whispered me to sleep, it taught me of the value of life when I shot an innocent
sparrow from its limbs with my .22, it held my swing with untiring arms, it told me the
time by the length of its shadows. Like most good friends we didn't talk of our
feelings. I hope my tree is still ok.
This tree is or was at the crossroads of Earley rd. and Arizola Rd. on the N.E. corner.
As a young boy in the early 50's I spent
many hours under this tree. There were several more trees there at that time.
Very few houses had air conditioning then so the trees were very important.
On the S.W. corner a Mr. Yatzee had a small ten acre farm. We had a large tree house in
one of his large tamaracks which gave some relief from the heat.
About two miles S.W. of our corner was the remains ot the "Baron of Arizonas" home.
(see Arizona history)
One half mile to the North was Kieth Carltons place. Kieth was a P-38 pilot in WWll and
was shot down twice over Germany and lived to tell about it. His home was more of Casa Grande
forgotten history. It was the old Fig Factory. Although cotton was the only crop now in
the past that farm had been the only Fig Farm in the USA. Fig trees still grew along many
of the irrigation ditches and around our house.
The view of C.G. Mt. as seen above above was from that corner.
There was a Geographical Survey Marker about eighteen inches South of this tree. It was
a six inch pipe in the ground with a one foot square by two inch thick plate at the top.
I would sit on the marker and lean back against the tree. One mile to the south I could see
Jacksons Corner and Hgy, 84 one mile to the north was the Coolidge Hwy. I was there
in about 1985
and the tree had grown about four inches into the north side of the marker.
This photo was taken in 1990. If this tree is still there it may be approaching
one hundred years old. The kids on that corner were Bababra, Lefty and Nacy Wilson--
Elvin, Betty, Joyce, Jimmy, Charles, Janice and Farrel Carter---
Joyce and Gene (Virgil) Dotson. All us kids would sleep outside in the summer
under the trees and listen to Clint and Del-Reo, Texas on the radio. Hank Williams
was very big at the time. Can you hear his music? Living thru an Southern Arizona
summer without air conditioning was an ordeal.